She instinctively raised her left hand to rub her eyes, completely forgetting that the syringe was still lodged in her skin.
"Zhizhi, don't move around." Shi Wei swiftly grabbed her hand, which had already started bleeding, and cautiously lowered it bit by bit.
Once the thin tube filled with liquid covered the blood, he teasingly brushed the tip of the little girl's nose and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't." Yu Zhi blinked twice, though she still felt a bit itchy. Tugging at his sleeve, she said, "It feels like there's something in my eye."
"Let me take a look." The man leaned closer to her face. Even as he examined her eye, he didn't forget to secure a little moment of intimacy.
The scene of their kiss unapologetically landed in Lu Li's line of vision. He quickly turned his gaze away, his hands hanging at his sides clenching into fists.
