"I'll help you, it'll be quick. Just lie still."
Zhou Liao insisted, so Lai Zhiyun simply closed her eyes, played dead, and let him do as he would.
After applying the medicine, it felt cool and refreshing, which made her feel much more comfortable.
"How does it feel?"
After washing his hands, Zhou Liao came back and squatted by the bed. Resting his right elbow on the mattress, he propped up his cheek and looked down at Zhiyun with a look full of tenderness.
"Pretty good."
Lai Zhiyun opened her eyes and gave him a slight smile, then she raised her hand, covered her face with the back of it, turned away, and lay with her back to Zhou Liao.
Zhou Liao's mouth curved up slightly. He got up, one long leg resting on the edge of the bed, and leaned down, his lips almost touching her ear as he asked, "So do you think I did a good job?"
"Yes."
Especially good!
Lai Zhiyun covered her face.