"Th-Then what are you doing?"
The man's hot, calloused palm touched her skin. Wen Ci's skin was soft and smooth, and even though he wasn't doing much, the touch tickled her. "Put me down. I can walk on my own."
The living room wasn't far from the bedroom. In just a few steps, he carried Wen Ci into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, spilling onto the bed.
Huo Jingyuan's words were succinct:
"Be good. Time for your medicine."
As he spoke, he took a tube of ointment from the drawer.
"Close the curtains…" Wen Ci swallowed nervously.
Huo Jingyuan did as he was told. He closed the curtains, walked back to the bed, and turned on the light. The doctor had instructed him to apply the ointment evenly around the area.
A warm yellow light filled the room. It wasn't particularly bright, but it was enough to see Wen Ci's face. The man's gaze was intense. A smirk played on his lips. "Should I help you undress, or will you do it yourself?"
