"What are you doing here?"
And all of this was caused by him!
He didn't know what had happened to her at that time, whether she had angered him senseless, or whether he had somehow managed to bite her into such a state.
"Give me five minutes, and I'll give you the entire room. Now, please leave!" Tang Wanyang coldly said. She didn't have the energy to cause trouble for him.
"Let me help you apply the medicine!"
"No need. My whole body is in pain right now. I just want to finish applying the medicine and go to bed early. Don't touch me!" Tang Wanyang grabbed his hand and struggled. The moment the wound moved, he bit his lower lip in pain.
The Luo Monarch Skyboard said to her body, "I'll help you wipe it. Don't say no, because I've already decided."
How could there be such a tyrannical and unreasonable man in this world? Tang Wangyang really wanted to curse out loud, but he thought better of it.
"If you want to wipe it off, then wipe it off. But there's nothing else I can do." Could she not see that his drunkenness was not in the wine?
Luo Juntian carefully removed the bandages on her body and used alcohol and cotton to wipe her wounds. Although his lips were pale from the pain, she did his best to restrain himself from shouting out loud.
"If it hurts, just scream."
"Will it not hurt if you scream?"
"Stubborn woman!" Luo Juntian lowered her hand even more.
After cleaning the wound, he took out the ointment from the bag and opened it. He dipped his finger in the ointment and gently applied it to her wound. His expression was very serious and careful.
Whenever this happened, Tang Wanyang's heart couldn't help but soften as she gazed at the dazzling man in front of her with dazed eyes. The one who could make her pain in this world was him, the one who could make her instantly stop hurting herself, the same as him, the devil was him, the angel was also him. The one who made her laugh, the one who made her cry, was him, all of them.
In her heart, her eyes, surrounded by the warm liquid, her heart, cold and warm, became extremely fragile. She couldn't help it, suddenly reaching out to hug him, leaning her bloodied body against his white dress, her face against his chest, tears flowing down her face.
Luo Juntian was completely dumbfounded by her actions. This was the first time he had ever felt so flustered. She didn't know what to do, so she could only stand there and do nothing.
He spoke hesitantly, his voice gentle. "You — what is it?"
She cursed herself silently in her heart for doing such a strange thing. Her face was burning red as she let go of him, afraid that he would see her burning face and continue to hug her. If he didn't, would he think she was crazy?
"I … I hate that your clothes are so white and clean! I want to dye you!" She had no choice but to randomly find an excuse and say it. Even she wanted to bite off her own tongue.
What a lousy excuse!