C100 (1/2)

Hearing An Xingchen's words, Gong Lingqian's tightly furrowed brows did not loosen. Instead, his frown tightened even more. It's already red and swollen! ”

After Gong Lingqian finished, he took out the phone and called the front desk of the hotel.

The call quickly connected. Gong Lingqian instructed: ”Bring an ice bag along with the medicine.”

Not even five minutes after he ended the call, the waiter brought the things that Gong Lingqian wanted.

Gong Lingqian straightforwardly pulled An Xingchen onto his lap and sat her down, then used a large palm to pinch An Xingchen's chin to stabilize her posture.

The two of them were really too close, and their postures were ambiguous too. An Xingchen's face was uncontrollably red, as she looked at Gong Lingqian with a slightly embarrassed and stammering voice: ”Actually there's nothing else … Myself. ”Just wipe it yourself...”

As he said that, An Xingchen subconsciously reached out to grab the ice bag in Gong Lingqian's hand, but before her finger could touch the ice bag, it was dodged by Gong Lingqian.

Gong Lingqian stared fixedly at An Xingchen, and spoke with certainty: ”Sit still obediently!”

Hearing Gong Lingqian's words, An Xingchen froze and did not dare to move even an inch. In the next second, An Xingchen felt as if her swollen face had been slapped by an ice-cold object.

The ice was too cold, An Xingchen unconsciously gasped when it touched her skin.

”What's wrong? ”Is it painful?” Gong Lingqian immediately frowned and looked at An Xingchen.

Hearing Gong Lingqian's words, An Xingchen hurriedly shook her head in embarrassment: ”No …. ”It's a little cold...”

An Xingchen could feel that Gong Lingqian's movements were very gentle.

”Bear with it for a while, the swelling will subside and the pain will stop.”

Gong Lingqian's voice was extremely gentle, as though he was being coaxed around by a child. Hearing this, the redness on his face couldn't help but deepen by a few degrees.

”Alright, I've finished wiping it.” Gong Lingqian kept the medicine properly, and then looked towards An Xingchen: ”Does your face still hurt?”

”It doesn't hurt anymore.” An Xingchen shook her head at Gong Lingqian with a red face, her voice paused for a bit, then said to Gong Lingqian: ”Thank you for helping me … …”

An Xingchen had not even finished speaking when her small and delicate chin was suddenly pinched by Gong Lingqian again. Gong Lingqian's low and pleasant voice rang out one word at a time, ”I've already said it, I don't like hearing words of thanks. If you really want to express your thanks, then you can just use actual actions.”

As soon as Gong Lingqian finished speaking, the heart in An Xingchen's chest started to beat like a drum, and it started to beat even faster.

Her face was red as she stuttered nervously, ”What … What actual actions? ”

As Gong Lingqian looked at the cute, shy An Xingchen in his arms, her thin lips couldn't help but curl up slightly. Her tall body leaned forward a little closer to An Xingchen, and the two of them held each other tightly.

When Gong Lingqian lowered his head, the tips of their noses touched, and even their close breathing vaguely fused together.

With just the thin layer of cloth between them, An Xingchen could clearly feel the scorching heat coming from Gong Lingqian's skin, as if it was contagious.

An Xingchen's heart was beating too fast in her chest, so fast that it made her eyes droop. She was at a loss and subconsciously reached out and grabbed onto the corner of her clothes tightly.