When I opened the door, I saw Zuo Ling'an sitting on the bed in confusion, with a red mark on his forehead from being hit.
"Pfft~"
Verity Sang couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to touch Zuo Ling'an's forehead, "Young Master, does it hurt?"
Zuo Lingan shook his head somewhat slowly.
"I'll rub it for you."
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