The snow outside paused for a while, then started again.
Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao had been at a standoff for quite a while.
Despite all her efforts, Wei Zhao just wouldn't let her come close. Without further negotiation, Yu Tingwan directly started undressing him to apply medicine.
Wei Zhao's eyes moved from shock to anger, and finally to a familiar sense of despair.
Forget it.
He was as good as dead.
Let her do as she pleased.
Yu Tingwan had more strength than usual, and he couldn't stop her now.
Wei Zhao remained motionless, at her mercy.
His upper body was bare, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a smooth line of muscles.
He did not cooperate, nor resist, nor struggle.
It was the first time Yu Tingwan had seen a man's body, but she didn't blush, only focused on applying the medicine: "Isn't this better?"
"Why did you reject me earlier? I'm not doing anything else, it's not like I'm taking advantage of you."
