"These cuts are so severe! If we don't treat them right away, they'll scar!" Jiang Xinli said huffily as she tended to Ye Kuo's wounds. "Little Leopard, if you get ugly, I won't want you anymore."
She was a little angry. After all, Xue Qianxun had already told them on the Light Computer that she was safe now.
"And another thing, if something like this ever happens again, you have to treat your wounds first, understand?"
Seeing the worry in the girl's beautiful eyes, Ye Kuo was instantly filled with self-reproach. He gently took her by the wrist.
"Female Master, I understand. I won't make you worry like this again."
"That's more like it." After cleaning his wounds, Jiang Xinli's fingers inadvertently brushed against Ye Kuo's waist, and she suddenly noticed a damp, sticky patch there.
She pulled her hand back and stared at the smear of scarlet on her pale fingertips.
