"It definitely wasn't my selfishness that made me leave those behind!"
Someone muttered, but Huang Qingtian held her little hand tightly in his palm, not moving for a long time.
"Have you finished talking?"
"No..." Mu Keren still wanted to elaborate, but noticing Huang Qingtian's uneasy expression, she decided to keep it short: "Um... Be gentle!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Qingtian slightly raised his eyebrows.
But he didn't say anything.
Instead, he pulled out a wet tissue from the box on the side and started gently cleaning Mu Keren's little dirty hand.
Meanwhile, after handing her little hand to Huang Qingtian, Mu Keren closed her eyes, quietly awaiting the pain she anticipated.
But after a long wait, the pain she expected never came; instead, something cold was continuously wiping her little hand...
This touch was a little strange.
So, she curiously opened her big eyes.
Only to see Huang Qingtian seriously cleaning each of her fingers with a wet tissue...
