An unspoken heartache
"Madam, it's winter!"
Xia Xiaoling said, "En... This is too embarrassing. "
Xi Mu Cheng noticed the bandage on the tip of her finger and his expression tightened.
Suddenly, a pair of large palms grabbed her right hand. "What's going on?"
Xia Xiaoxiao's expression tensed up. She wanted to withdraw, but he refused.
"Tell me!" He grabbed her hand even more tightly, with a tense and determined look on his face.
"When I was chopping the vegetables, I accidentally got cut by a kitchen knife." Under his serious gaze, she had to tell him everything.
In order not to worry him, she added, "It's just a small wound. It'll be fine in a few days. It's fine."
"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?" Staring at her, the dark eyes of Ximu City were like the rippling waves of light.