บท 369: Not Disgusting (2)

Seeing how disgusted Mu Huan was, Bo Junyan suppressed his own reluctance to apply it and reached out for the medicine in her hand. "I'll help you do it."

"No!" Mu Huan refused.

"Give it to me," he ordered.

"You don't mind…?"

"It's not disgusting," Bo Junyan said again.

Mu Huan: "…"

After a while.

"Don't you have mysophobia? Don't you find germs disgusting?"

"When it comes to you, I'm not a clean freak," Bo Junyan said as he forced her hand away. He took the medicine and squatted down to help her apply it.

Mu Huan looked at him. He was someone who's so high up in the air, and now he was stooping down in such a demeaning manner to apply medicine to her disgusting arms and legs. He did not seem to mind at all.

An indescribable feeling surged in her heart. That feeling was so ferocious that it almost drowned her!

She used a lot of self-control to suppress the urge to pounce on him.