Pei Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze toward Mingyao held a deeper, more intriguing meaning.
Mingyao was feeling very uneasy.
In front of Pei Siyu, she always maintained the image of a delicate and innocent little flower.
Today, because of Su Xiu, she has become violent, and there is no trace of the delicate and innocent girl she used to be.
Mingyao felt a chill run down her spine, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
This is terrible.
Her image in Pei Siyu's heart is likely to collapse.
What if Pei Siyu dislikes me again?
Mingyao cautiously examined Pei Siyu's face out of the corner of her eye and found that he had no expression on his face.
Mingyao's heart was pounding. She was finding it increasingly difficult to understand what Pei Siyu was thinking.
That's really strange.
Back in the room, Pei Siyu took cotton swabs and alcohol from Chao Muxue and began to apply medicine to Mingyao.
When alcohol touches a wound, it causes a burning sensation.
Does it hurt?
Mingyao was about to say that it didn't hurt and that she could bear the pain.
Thinking of her innocent, naive image, Mingyao's tears streamed down her face.
She looked at Pei Siyu with her bright, almond-shaped eyes, feeling wronged and sad: "Honey, it hurts so much."
Mingyao felt that her acting skills were becoming more and more superb, and tears could fall down her face at any moment.
She suddenly burst into tears, which surprised Pei Siyu.
"Then I'll blow on it for you."
Pei Siyu leaned closer, his warm breath brushing over the wound, sending shivers down my spine, like an electric current coursing through my body.
Mingyao stared blankly at Pei Siyu, who was looking very serious, her mind completely blank.
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