By the time he could try to cover it up, it was already too late.
"Ah Yu, it's okay, it's just a minor wound, not serious," Chu Heng explained, his voice tinged with a hint of concealment as he instinctively reached out to pull her closer.
Ye Muyu was taken aback by his grasp and then leaned in to examine his wound closely.
Chu Heng reached out to cover her eyes.
Ye Muyu had finally seized her chance and was not about to let him brush her off. She pulled his hand away and looked straight at his wound.
The wound was actually quite large, mostly scabbed over but with fine areas still oozing blood.
Her heart ached at the sight, and impelled by a sudden impulse, she bent down and pressed her lips to the wound on his chest.
The warmth of her soft kiss landed on the wound, causing Chu Heng's whole body to shiver. The pain mixed with warmth drew all his attention to the sensation on his chest.
