After applying the ointment, she was worried he would be in pain and instinctively lowered her head to gently blow on his palm...
Her subconscious action made a flicker appear in Noah Drexler's eyes.
Summer Shawcross held his rough hand, still feeling a bit apprehensive.
Then, she suddenly lifted her head, looked at him with a serious expression, and warned him.
"Noah Drexler, never do this again in the future!"
When her voice sounded, Noah furrowed his brow. But when he saw the stern and fierce expression on her face, a hint of amusement crossed his stern features...
At that moment, she resembled an adorable little kitten, trying to act fierce to scare people.
Even though it was quite amusing... it inexplicably softened his heart, and suddenly, he wanted to reach out and pat her head...
Just as Noah was about to raise his hand, Summer's voice rang out again.
"You have to know that in this world, there are still people who worry about you."
