There was only one red kapok flower, without even leaves, perfectly concealing her wound. It bloomed quietly on her fair skin like an irresistible red lotus blossoming on a snow mountain.
Mu Mian tried hard to rub and tear at it, but it wouldn't budge.
It was as if it had grown on her shoulder.
It was truly magical, and she had only mentioned it in passing yesterday.
Moreover, she hadn't even thought about what to have tattooed, but a kapok flower suddenly appeared, to her great surprise.
It was like a dream.
Gong Heng was eating lunch leisurely.
"Hmm, I did it for you," he said.
"You?" Mu Mian was astonished, "When?"
"Last night, while you were sleeping."
"How come it didn't hurt at all?"
"I had Zhuo Xiusi bring over some pain-relieving ointment. After applying it, you wouldn't feel much."
"!!!!!"
Mu Mian was completely petrified.
