"Don't move!"
Shen Jue scolded Rong Qingqing before grabbing her wildly waving hand. On closer inspection, it was indeed burnt red.
Delicate skin was basically referring to someone like Rong Qingqing.
When Rong Jiaojiao came over, Shen Jue was in the middle of asking the store's staff for some burn ointment. The staff, looking troubled, said they didn't have any in stock. Shen Jue immediately called the driver to buy some from a nearby pharmacy and bring it over.
"Qingqing, I heard from a friend you two were having hot pot here too," Rong Jiaojiao beamed with the joy of a coincidental meeting and then asked in a concerned tone, "I heard you needed burn ointment? What happened? Who got burned?"
Rong Qingqing thought, thank goodness she had finished eating before Rong Jiaojiao showed up, otherwise just looking at Rong Jiaojiao's fake face would have ruined her appetite.
