The Band-Aid on the shoulder still carried a faint fragrance.
Sweet and milky, reminiscent of some kind of milk candy from childhood.
It made Lin Shuang want to have a taste.
Lin Shuang recovered from his astonishment, "...So you're only wearing a Band-Aid, Little Ling Meng?"
Although with this little apprentice's flat-chested nature, a Band-Aid really might suffice...
"No, I'm wearing clothes properly, dear apprentice. The Band-Aid was just for taking photos for Master this morning, I didn't peel it off."
Little Ling Meng blinked, "Master, do you want to see?"
Lin Shuang cleared his throat, "Cough cough, such behavior, as your Master, I must severely criticize."
He reached out his hand, "Where's the photo?"
Ling Meng nestled her cheek in his palm and rubbed against it, "Hmm~ Should I show it to Master? It feels a bit too risqué, what if Master can't control himself and enforces some unwritten rules on me, his poor obedient apprentice!"
