"I'll do it myself," Shirao said, wanting to pull her leg back.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly pressed down on her leg, preventing her from moving.
His hand was on her calf, and suddenly a strange feeling swept through her body.
She suddenly didn't dare to move, but her heart was pounding wildly.
At this moment, Nanjue handed a band-aid to her.
She was still stunned.
Nanjue looked at her, "Take it."
"Hmm?" Shirao looked down and saw it was a band-aid.
"Rip." Nanjue told her.
Shirao held onto one end of the band-aid, but before she could react, Nanjue had already torn open the other side and then took the band-aid from her hand, sticking it on her wound.
Shirao watched his side profile, her heartbeat growing even more chaotic.
Nanjue finished applying the band-aid and found her staring at him in a daze with a strange look in her eyes.
He waved his left hand in front of her eyes.
Shirao blinked, like waking up from a trance, and awkwardly turned her face to look out the window.
