The two were very close, his head almost touching her hair, and she could smell the faint scent of sandalwood emanating from him.
Mixed with the scent of hair wax, this made her feel much more alert and refreshed.
His hair was slightly naturally curly, looking intriguingly sexy…
She stared at him in a daze.
He Yingdong, so close to her, sometimes didn't seem so terrifying.
The ointment touched the wound, and she let out a soft gasp, then quickly drew back her hand.
"What?" he raised his eyebrows in displeasure.
"It hurts… I'm afraid of pain!" she murmured softly, actually, when she went to the hospital last night, she was so scared of getting an injection, but was too embarrassed to say it.
"Afraid of pain!! Are you kidding? Since you know you're afraid of pain, why did you stab yourself with a knife?"
His gaze grew colder, full of anger, appearing fierce.
