"What's wrong, does it still hurt?" Fu Youhan saw that Jiang Moxi didn't respond, so he lowered his head to take a closer look at her.
To his surprise, a rosy blush was quietly creeping up the fair cheeks of the girl.
Her eyes, which were already clear and untainted by the slightest dust, now held a hint of shyness, fully revealing her enchanting demeanor.
Fu Youhan kept staring at Jiang Moxi, as if his gaze couldn't be moved away from her no matter what.
Whether it was because his eyes were too intense, or the desire expressed in his pupils was too direct, Jiang Moxi couldn't resist turning her face away.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
The soft whisper from Jiang Moxi finally brought Fu Youhan back to reality.
Fu Youhan quickly let out a cough to cover his slip-up.
"That's good. I found a good ointment for you. It will reduce swelling and bruises quickly so these detestable marks will fade away ASAP."
