Qiao Jing felt a tender spot in her heart had been touched.
Zhan Qipei stared at Qiao Jing's fingertip, which was no longer bleeding, and subconsciously licked his thin lips.
This action did not go unnoticed by Qiao Jing, who said nothing but turned around to look for the first aid kit and retrieved a waterproof adhesive bandage.
Zhan Qipei followed closely behind Qiao Jing and immediately stepped forward to take the bandage from her hand when he saw her pull it out.
"Let me help you with that."
Qiao Jing frowned. It was just a bandage; she could do it herself.
"No need."
She took another bandage from the first aid kit, but before it had even been in her hand for a second, Zhan Qipei took it away.
Turning her head to look at Zhan Qipei, Qiao Jing felt it was the first time she saw his childlike side.
She didn't argue with Zhan Qipei anymore; if she took another bandage, he would snatch it again. It was easier to just let him do it.