163 Relying On Fu Tingyu's Doting

The man's fingers were slender and fair, and the two scars seemed to be deeply embedded in his knuckles. At the same time, they also stung Qin Shu's heart.

Fu Tingyu felt the girl's gaze fall on his hand. He subconsciously released the mouse and clenched his fist.

Qin Shu saw the man's action and reached out to grab the man's hand. She held it closer to her eyes and looked at the burn on his fair knuckles. Although it was a small injury, her heart ached terribly.

She looked up at him. "How did you get burned here?"

"The cigarette. I forgot to throw the cigarette away," Fu Tingyu answered concisely.

"Then didn't you feel the burn?"

The mark had a dark color. One could tell that he was burned for quite a while before he realized it.

When she held his finger, she felt it was a little rough. When she turned it over, she realized that there was also a burn mark on his fingertip. The color was lighter than the ones on his knuckles.