"Alright!" Huo Chengying didn't say more.
"Okay, I'm going to put on my clothes now." Lu Tingshen put on his shirt, buttoned it up, and just as he stood up, Huo Chengying stopped him.
"Don't move. Wait a moment, Uncle, you have some injuries on your forehead too. Let me clean them for you."
Huo Chengying knelt on the sofa with one leg and supported her body with the other, moving very carefully.
"Uncle, does it hurt?" Huo Chengying asked, her movements becoming even gentler.
After cleaning, she placed both hands on Lu Tingshen's shoulders and gently blew on them.
The two were very close, and Huo Chengying didn't think much of it, but Lu Tingshen was quite uneasy.
The girl's scent was all around him, sweetly.
He raised his eyes, and the girl's face was crystal clear, her red lips pouting, moist, just like the strawberries on the table.
It made one want to take a bite.
It made his heart race.
