Xu Wanwan nodded seriously. "Yes! Thank you for today!"
She said it sincerely as if she had used up all her enthusiasm.
Seeing that she was always so serious, Li Jingran chuckled and suddenly wanted to tease her. "How are you going to thank me this time?"
"I haven't thought about it yet..." She thought about it seriously for a while and said, "But if you need me in any way, I can—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Li Jingran suddenly leaned in front of her, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Xu Wanwan's lips were half-open, but she could only swallow the words she had yet to finish.
Her eyes darted around, staring at the man in confusion. She felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Li Jingran's eyes darkened, and he slowly reached out to touch the red and swollen mark on Xu Wanwan's forehead. He couldn't bear it.
"Does it still hurt?" His voice was low and hoarse.