Leng Xiaoxie smirked a bit self-deprecatingly.
Fine!
Looks like the rogue image he has in this girl's mind is cemented.
Turning around, he took out the ointment box that Connor Lindsay had given him earlier from his pocket, and opened the lid in front of the mirror.
The scratch was beside his ear, not easy to see even in the mirror.
Seeing his awkward expression, Memoria Campbell spoke up voluntarily.
"Instructor, should I help you apply it?!"
Glancing at her cautious, appeasing manner, Leng Xiaoxie handed the ointment to her and sat down on the sofa.
Memoria hastily took it, found a cotton swab on the table, carefully dipped it, held his face with one hand, and gently applied the ointment.
Feeling guilty, afraid of provoking his displeasure again, Memoria was extremely gentle in her actions.
