"Ouch, it hurts!"
Gu Xiao felt pain on her lips, placed her small hand on Ling Hanxiao's chest, and pushed him away. She touched her lips with her fingers, and bright red beads of blood stuck to them.
"Why did you do that, you hurt me, I'm bleeding…" Gu Xiao complained with a sense of grievance, her rosy little face all scrunched up.
Ling Hanxiao stared at the blood on her lips for a few seconds and silently rolled down the car window.
The air from outside entered the car. He loosened his tie while calming the restlessness within him, a faint blush spreading over the skin on the side of his neck.
After a moment, Ling Hanxiao took a tissue from the glove compartment and handed it to her, "...wipe it off."
His gentle voice had taken on a sexy huskiness, and the low utterance somehow tugged at someone's heartstrings.
