The heat in his palm made her whole body feel uncomfortable. She wanted to pull her hand away, but he held it tighter, as if she must get a result before she let go.
"It's okay, I just touched it accidentally." Lin Jiyue gave a random reason.
"Tell the truth!" Zhuang Licheng saw through her at a glance, "Was it that day..."
"No! It's not!" Lin Jiyue suddenly raised her voice without realizing it. She also felt that she was trying to hide herself, so she lowered her head in a low voice.
After the argument that day, she returned to the dormitory and discovered that she had made a gash at some point. It was not painful or itchy. When she got wet in the shower, she felt the excruciating pain. She cleaned it up hastily and ignored it.
Normally, it wouldn't hurt as long as she didn't touch it. Occasionally, she would feel a little pain if she pulled it with something, which was easily forgotten by her.
Zhuang Licheng squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Jiyue for a long time. After all, he didn't expose her. He sat her down on the sofa and took the first aid kit.
"It's okay with me, no need to bother..."
"Shut up if you don't want to fester."
Zhuang Licheng's words successfully blocked her next refusal. She sat quietly on the sofa and watched him lower his head to tidy up her wounds.
He was cold, but the temperature on his body made Lin Jiyue, who had a cold body temperature, feel scorching hot. Zhuang Lizheng held her hand gently, and the cotton swab dipped in medicine rolled gently on the scar, refreshing her.
The coldness entering her skin was in sharp contrast with the temperature in his palms. Lin Jiyue could only feel the two waves of warmth flowing through her body, making her head feel a little dizzy.
The outline of Zhuang Licheng under the crystal lamp was even more vivid and profound due to the shadow. His sharp eyes were focused on her wounds. Looking at it from Lin Jiyue's perspective, she realized that his eyes were long and narrow, with slightly raised corners. Such eyes
It has always been charming, perhaps because its usually cold temperament has masked its alluring flavor.
"Your eyes are so beautiful..." She unconsciously said what was in her heart.
Zhuang Licheng's movements were suddenly startled. Such words actually made him lose his mind for a moment.
He raised his eyes very slowly and met Lin Jiyue's eyes. Under the dim yellow light, his eyes were deep and boundless, as if they contained a dark whirlpool, sweeping her soul with a very powerful storm.
Lin Jiyue's heart beat wildly, almost suffocatingly. It's not like she has never felt like this before. If she thinks back on it, that feeling has long been slowly covered with dust over time. At this moment, it's like using her hands to
Gently sliding over the dusty small box, the original appearance of the small box was revealed.
The distance was getting closer and closer, Zhuang Licheng approached her at an extremely slow speed, with a somewhat unclear meaning in his sharp eyes, and his hot breath blew on her and penetrated into every pore of her body bit by bit.
Lin Jiyue trembled all over, neither retreating nor hiding. With some expectation that she could not explain, she slowly closed her eyes, her heart thundering.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a servant-looking person walked in.
"Young Master!" He was about to say what he wanted to say, but when he saw the appearance of the two people in the room, he stopped his voice instantly.
Lin Jiyue's face was unusually red, and she was sitting on the sofa with Zhuang Licheng. Her eyes were a little distracted, and she looked like something was not right.
Oops, he immediately realized that his sudden intrusion might interrupt the eldest young master's good deeds?