16 Mr. Lu, Are You Married?

His deep voice invaded her heart bit by bit. She slowly looked up and saw his large hand proficiently using a cotton swab to take the medicine closer to her face. When the cotton swab in his hand was about to touch her, she instinctively shrank back.

"Don't move." Unexpectedly, his shoulder was forcefully pulled over by him. He pressed her down with some force, and the cold voice that came out of his cold lips drifted into her ears.

Su Yanxi pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows slightly. She did not seem to like his tyranny, but when she sensed the gentleness in his hand, she suppressed the unhappiness in her heart.

After Lu Jingyan had settled the swelling on her face, he looked at her messy hair and frowned, "Clean up your hair."