Mo Yuyan's car stopped at the entrance of the alley where Mi Ai rented her house.
"Thank you for bringing me back."
Mi Ai unbuckled her seatbelt and said gratefully to Mo Yuyan.
She opened the passenger door and was about to get out when Mo Yuyan reached out his hand.
She turned her head puzzled towards Mo Yuyan, only to see him take out a round, antique-looking dark box with very delicate carvings on it, which was very beautiful.
"Give me your hand."
Mi Ai instinctively extended her hand, and Mo Yuyan took it, opening the box of Ice Muscle Paste, releasing a pleasant fragrance.
Mo Yuyan applied Ice Muscle Paste on Mi Ai's palm as she tried to retract her hand but he held on tightly.
"Don't move, this is Ice Muscle Paste, made by my mother herself."
"You worry about your hand, but after applying this Ice Muscle Paste, your hand will improve."
He carefully applied the Ice Muscle Paste on Mi Ai's hand, while she kept staring at his bowed head.
