Lin Zhengran rapped her on the head with his hand, and Little He Qing cried out, clutching her head with both hands.
Lin Zhengran said, "Do you think I'm stupid? For the past half month, you've often been acting like you haven't woken up, and every time you talk to me, you're all sneaky about it. One look and it's obvious you're deliberately keeping something from me."
"No..." She looked very guilty, but then suddenly remembered she had promised Lin Zhengran before that she would never lie to him again, so she hurriedly changed her words. "Not no, there is, oh no, there isn't! There is, waah."
Lin Zhengran watched her split into multiple personalities over there, then scraped out a bit of ointment and tried to spread it evenly over her ankle with his hand.
The cool ointment and the feeling of Lin Zhengran's palm made Little He Qing let out an instant squeak, after which she shyly clapped both hands over her mouth.
Her little face was bright red, refusing to let herself make a sound.
Lin Zhengran asked curiously, "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head like a rattle-drum and said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't hurt. Once the medicine is on, it doesn't hurt at all."
Lin Zhengran said, "But I haven't even spread the medicine yet."
Little He Qing's heart sped up, and her little head spun at top speed as she tried hard to think of an excuse. "Th-then maybe as soon as you touch me, it stops hurting. As soon as you care about me, it stops hurting."
Lin Zhengran said, "."
After he spread the ointment all over the injured area, Little He Qing's mouth, hidden behind her hands, pressed into a tight line, her face so shy it looked as