In order not to attract more attention, Zhang Jinyan did not dare to say a word, and just asked Zhang Yuchuan to apply medicine on him without moving.
That deliberately tight, slightly chubby little mouth, the eyes that were lowered and not daring to look at anyone, the face that was obviously very nervous but pretending to be calm... just like a novice being stared at by a tiger. rabbit.
In an instant, Mr. Zhang’s attention was doubled...
Zhang Yuchuan's cool gaze swept across Zhang Jinyan's face, and his hands became more cautious in applying the medicine.
"Does it still hurt?" Zhang Yuchuan asked after applying it.
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