A Rare Moment of Shyness
Cool. The pain on her lips had lessened significantly, so Yun Qingqing forcefully snatched the ointment from Sheng Ting's hand.
She grumpily said, "I can do it myself."
Of course, she didn't take back the ointment; Sheng Ting just sat down in a chair near the desk.
Yun Qingqing glared at Sheng Ting. It was his fault for touching her lips with his hand earlier. He could have just given her the ointment and let her apply it herself.
In the bathroom, she carefully applied the ointment to her lips. Yun Qingqing didn't want to wear a mask to work tomorrow.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Sheng Ting writing again.
How could there be such a stubborn person?
Thinking about the favor she was going to ask from Sheng Ting later, Yun Qingqing could only come to the desk with resignation.
She pretended to be sincere and said, "I forgive you."
Without looking at her, Sheng Ting replied with a calm tone in just four words, "Your words are insincere."