Chapter 107 (First Release)
Ning Wanwan subconsciously pursed her lips, feeling the familiar pain from the medicine touching her wound.
However, Ansel's fingers still did not leave her lips, and the obvious foreign object sensation made Ning Wanwan dare not purse her lips anymore.
Ning Wanwan: "!"
She froze awkwardly, unsure of what to do next.
In contrast to Ning Wanwan's unease, Ansel's fingertips were accidentally touched by the girl's lips. This time, he was not startled and withdrew his hand as he had been before.
Instead, his fingers pressed against the girl's lips in a probing manner, as if he wanted to be pinched again.
"Wanwan, your lips are so soft," Ansel exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.
Ning Wanwan was speechless: "Aren't human lips supposed to be soft...? And isn't it a bit too much for you to rub my lips like that...?"
"Hmm, Wanwan, what are you talking about? I was just applying medicine for you."
Ansel pressed his fingertips, still covered in ointment, against the spot with an innocent expression, and said with complete self-righteousness, "You should be thanking me."
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Ning Wanwan seemed to be seeing another side beneath his perfect exterior. He was a little devil, he must be a little devil...
If he had a devil's tail, he'd be strutting around smugly right now!
No, it's better to go back to being the warm, friendly, and considerate boy you used to be!
Ansel was still tilting his head to look at her, seemingly waiting for her to speak.
"Thank you..." Ning Wanwan could only say in a breathy voice.
And she gestured to Ansel with her eyes that the medicine had been applied and that he could remove his fingers from her lips.
The girl's face showed a hint of helplessness and resentment. Ansel looked at the girl for a while, then suddenly smiled brightly and abruptly moved his fingertips away.
Then, the blond boy gently blew a breath toward her lips.
A slightly cool breath, carrying a hint of warmth, gently brushed against Ning Wanwan's lips before she could even react.
"Painful and flying away."
He winked his beautiful, jewel-like purple eyes at Ning Wanwan, his smile sly.
"And you're welcome."
...
Because of Ansil's final action, Ning Wanwan deliberately avoided looking at him for a long time.
Ansel, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, and even asked her with particular care, "Wanwan, your face is a little red. Are you sick?"
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Ning Wanwan didn't want to say anything!
"What are you thinking about, Wanwan?" Ansel leaned closer and continued to ask with great concern.
His appearance was truly outstanding; he possessed a refined and elegant youthful look, both pure and innocent, with a noble and bright air. When he smiled at you, his dimples appearing on his cheeks, he resembled a kind-hearted little prince from a fairy tale.
When a boy like that approaches you with a smile, it's hard for anyone to truly refuse him.
At least at this point, Ning Wanwan's anger gradually dissipated.
Thinking about it carefully, Ansel didn't really do anything special. He just imitated her instructions, blowing air into her wound and applying medicine... except that it was a little awkward that he blew air into his own mouth...
Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt a little guilty, as if I had led the children astray.
Wait, I didn't teach him to blow it with his mouth open! Even the most clueless person should have some sense of gender!
People like myself who suffer from amnesia know that this kind of thing should be avoided!
"Wanwan, don't force yourself to be sick." Without realizing it, Ansel moved a little closer.
The fluffy golden head nestled against her, its golden hair almost touching Ning Wanwan's neck, making her feel a little itchy.
Ning Wanwan subconsciously moved away slightly, and then heard Ansel repeat, "Your face is really red."
Being reminded again and again that her face was very red, Ning Wanwan, who was already thin-skinned, felt as if a surge of heat was rushing to the top of her head.
Not to mention that Ansel was standing so close, scrutinizing her intently.
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Ning Wanwan couldn't help herself. She raised her hand and placed it between the two of them, pressing her palm against Ansel's head and pushing him to the side.
"You've mistaken me for someone else," Ning Wanwan said softly.
Ansel, who had been pushed away, was even more confused: "I didn't see wrong, my eyesight is very good."
Ning Wanwan: "...You've just misread it."
Ansel: "...But there isn't."
Ning Wanwan emphasized each word: "You've misread it!"
Ansel stared at the girl for a while, and when he caught a glimpse of her slightly embarrassed expression, he finally let out a long "Oh" in realization.
“Okay, I misread it,” he said, shrugging.
Seeing that the other party had stopped pursuing the topic, Ning Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when Ansel turned around, Ning Wanwan couldn't help but touch her cheek.
Is it really that obviously popular?
Ah, it does seem a bit hot...
Am I really that shy?
But my heart rate didn't increase much... I guess it's because I felt too embarrassed.
Thinking this, Ning Wanwan turned her hand over and pressed it against her face, trying to cool it down.
"Wanwan, are you hungry? Here, take this." Ansel remembered something, turned around and threw the paper package containing dry biscuits and a water bag to Ning Wanwan.
Ning Wanwan saw something being thrown at her and hurriedly reached out to catch it, thankfully managing to catch it.
"How could you just throw it from so far away..." Ning Wanwan's heartbeat finally slowed down after successfully catching the item.
Ansel: "Don't worry, I've got the strength just right, it won't hit you."
Ning Wanwan: "...It's not just a matter of whether I can hit it or not...what if the food falls to the ground if I don't catch it?"
Being trapped in a cave during this blizzard, food is already precious; if it gets dirty, things will only get worse.
"Don't worry, the paper package is wrapped very tightly, it's okay if it falls on the ground." Ansel waved his hand dismissively, "Wanwan, you're like a little housekeeper."
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Ning Wanwan: "..."
Is it because they've spent more time together that they've started to speak recklessly?
I really want to complain...
Oh well... I still need their food and drink, so I'll just have to put up with it!
Ning Wanwan sighed. The feeling of hunger in her stomach was indeed growing stronger, and the battle with the monster had drained her of a lot of energy. She really needed to eat something.
So she found a clean spot to sit down and focused on eating her biscuits. Suddenly, she noticed a small, square object wrapped in paper inside the paper package.
Ning Wanwan: "This is"
“It’s candy. Luckily, there’s still one piece left.” Ansel sat down to the side, propping his chin up as he watched her with interest.
For some reason, he was sitting much closer than when the two of them were resting before, so close that Ning Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable.
It seems that from some point onwards, he really liked to stay close to Ning Wanwan.
"Eat quickly, eat quickly." He urged her on, not understanding Ning Wanwan's expression, seemingly enjoying feeding her.
"By the way, your hand is injured, isn't it inconvenient to carry other things?"
He even thought Ning Wanwan was too slow and reached out to help her peel the candy.
Ning Wanwan had no doubt that after he unwrapped the candy, he would personally put it in her mouth, and perhaps even press his lips against hers...
Ning Wanwan was a little scared by the boy, so she quickly backed up and said, "I can do it myself..."
Ansel withdrew his hand with a hint of regret: "Alright."
Ning Wanwan let out a breath, peeled off the unassuming candy wrapper, and quickly put the candy into her mouth, not wanting Ansel to cause any more trouble.
However, Ning Wanwan didn't have high hopes for the taste of this small piece of candy, thinking it would at most be just pure sweetness.
Surprisingly, the candy was delicious, sweet but not cloying, and had a refreshing taste.
It looks completely different from its appearance.
Ning Wanwan put the candy in her mouth, feeling the sweetness spreading in her mouth, and couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly.
After eating too many dry, bland biscuits, suddenly having a piece of candy with a different flavor is incredibly satisfying.
Ansel's eyes crinkled with laughter: "Is it delicious?"
Ning Wanwan: "Mmm, delicious... Where did this come from?"
"I bought it in a nearby village. There's a candy shop there with excellent craftsmanship, and many people buy their candy there. I'll take you there sometime."
Ansel said, then paused suddenly, "Well... if we can still get into the village."
Ning Wanwan paused for a moment, then suddenly realized that the cities and villages here were very xenophobic, and only those with special talents and qualifications would be accepted as refugees.
Thinking of this, Ning Wanwan suddenly felt that the candy in her mouth was no longer sweet.
She looked at Ansel and suddenly had a subtle feeling.
This guy... seems to really enjoy throwing a blow at you when you're having a good time.
Is this some kind of twisted sense of humor? Or is it just her imagination?
Ning Wanwan glanced at Ansel hesitantly, only to meet his clear and bright eyes.
His incredibly beautiful violet eyes seemed completely free of any gloom, and he looked back at her with a hint of confusion. "Wanwan."
Ning Wanwan thought it was probably just a coincidence.
While such a teenager may sometimes act so abruptly that it's hard to handle, he probably wouldn't intentionally do something so malicious...
"It's nothing," Ning Wanwan said, glancing at him a few more times. Seeing his energetic appearance, she suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, weren't you injured too? Are you alright?"
Ning Wanwan's mind was a bit cluttered and she was a little confused, so she hadn't quite remembered yet. But Ansil's actions were so frequent and he kept making his presence felt that Ning Wanwan suddenly remembered.
She looked Ansel up and down, somewhat puzzled, and the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off: "I remember when you fought the monster, you were seriously injured and couldn't even move... Are you alright now?"
Ansel's expression suddenly froze.
"This, this..."
Under the girl's puzzled gaze, he coughed twice, scratched his head, and changed the subject: "It's nothing, it's nothing, just a minor injury. I just couldn't move for a moment."
Ning Wanwan believed this. Ansel did seem to be fine now. He could run and jump around, and even had the leisure to come over and say a lot of things.
However, with such severe injuries, when he couldn't even get up in a life-or-death situation, how could he recover so quickly?
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