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Offering kindness for no reason means either treachery or theft.
Besides, she was originally going to deliver the fake medicine anyway—she just had to wait for a time when Ouyang Shaojing wasn’t paying attention.
Ding-dong—
Ding-dong—
Her phone, placed on the nightstand, rang twice.
[Kind-Hearted Neighbor Mr. Cen: (Image)]
[Kind-Hearted Neighbor Mr. Cen: Can you check if my injury looks serious? If it scars later, would I look ugly?]
His words carried thick bitterness and self-mockery, making Xin Ling feel uneasy.
She immediately flipped over and sat up, quickly typing a reply.
[Xin Ling: It won’t! Just use the medicine properly, and you definitely won’t scar! Trust me—even if you do, you’ll still be the best-looking one.]
[Kind-Hearted Neighbor Mr. Cen: I know… you’re just trying to comfort me…]
Seeing this, Xin Ling could no longer sit still. She got up at once, went to the cabinet, and searched for a good bruise-and-trauma ointment.
Clutching the little medicine bottle, she nervously glanced up at the ceiling.
Right now, Ouyang Shaojing should be busy taking care of Tang Yue and had no time to monitor her. As long as she didn’t make any noise, she shouldn’t be noticed.
Thinking this way, Xin Ling quickly reapplied medicine to her own back wound, changed out of her pajamas, and sneaked out with the ointment for Cen Yunan.
Standing at his door, she nervously patted her little chest that was thumping wildly. It was her first time doing something like this—it was a bit thrilling.
She had just lifted her hand to knock when the door suddenly opened.
Blinking in surprise, Xin Ling didn’t have time to speak before the expressionless man in front of her grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
“Lingling came to see me?” he asked.
“What a coincidence. I was just about to go find you.”
Xin Ling was guided to sit on the sofa. His expression was strange—completely different from the man who had been pitifully pouring out his troubles over text.
Suppressing her doubts, she handed him the medicine.
“Mm, I came to bring you medicine. This ointment works really well, it definitely won’t leave scars. About what happened today—I’m really sorry. I didn’t expect him to suddenly lose control and hit you.”
“Lingling, why are you apologizing for him?” His face instantly darkened as he leaned closer, every word sharp. “What is he to you, that you’d apologize to me on his behalf?”
The small medicine bottle in her hand had already been taken away. With the space behind her shrinking, Xin Ling raised her head, flustered.
Her clear watery eyes widened, staring at him unblinking.
She seemed to not understand why he was acting like this.
The seemingly gentle hunter had, at last, torn off his disguise before the little cat he had been raising, revealing the gleaming blade beneath.
Yet instead of fleeing, the little cat froze in place.
Helplessly watching, the claws she once used to protect herself had been retracted by his coaxing—and she forgot how to use them.
Pitiful? Yes, very pitiful. And very adorable.
“Lingling…” Cen Yunan suddenly leaned close, pressing his nose against hers, his heated breath falling on her cheeks.
“Do you like him that much? So much that even if he hurts you, you’re willing to endure it?”
“I…”
Xin Ling had only just opened her mouth when her lips were seized, the man forcing his way in, giving her no chance to speak.
Her breath was stolen, leaving her gasping.
Her lips stung, just like the “chili pepper” that had bitten her before—this time just as wicked, ravaging every corner from the tip of her tongue to the root, sparing nothing.
Her slender wrist bones were encircled in his palm, kneaded and pressed until their fingers interlocked.
He held her tight, yet carefully avoided her back wound, his hand pressing against the back of her head so she could not escape.
She didn’t know how long the kiss lasted before he finally let her go.
His glass-colored eyes were tinged faintly red, the dark, shadowed gaze fixed firmly on her.
“What should I do, Lingling? I’m so jealous of him…”
Her body shivered slightly under the suffocating pressure of his hold. The feeling of being controlled, unable to escape, engulfed her completely.
As a sliver of reason returned, she realized her earlier assumptions were utterly wrong.
No danger? Polite distance? Illness making him weak, bitter, self-mocking?
All lies.
This guy was a wolf with a big fluffy tail through and through!
´ᯅ`
Big villain!
“Let me go first…”
Xin Ling pushed angrily against his shoulder, but he didn’t budge at all.
“You’re hurting me.”
Hearing this, Cen Yunan’s expression shifted. He quickly lifted his head, gazing at her with concern.
“Baby, where does it hurt? Let me see.”
At that moment, Xin Ling slapped him hard across the face.
A bright red handprint quickly bloomed on his cheek. He tilted his head—and suddenly laughed.
Xin Ling thought he must be sick in the head to laugh after being slapped. Taking advantage of his distraction, she shoved him away.
“You make me so angry, I hurt all over inside and out!”
To Cen Yunan, her every move was like a little cat bristling in anger. He licked his dry lips and lifted his gaze to her hand.
“Baby, are you done venting? Should I offer this side too?”
As he spoke, he leaned his other cheek closer.
But then he noticed her fingers were red from the slap. His tone softened instantly.
“Baby’s hand is red… let’s not hit anymore. Next time, alright? For now, let me apply medicine on your hand instead, okay?”
“……”
Help, he’s a pervert…
She was doomed.
“Fine, fine, fine! You apply it yourself, I don’t want to bother with you!”
She snatched up the small medicine bottle from the table and hurled it at him before bolting without a backward glance.
Cen Yunan caught the bottle steadily in his palm, bringing it up to sniff lightly.
It carried her scent. Sweet.
Even as she left, she hadn’t forgotten to throw him medicine. She still cared.
So yes—she liked him.
His face curved into a fascinated smile. He went to his room, found his phone, and began sending her messages.
[Big-Tailed Wolf Cen: Baby, remember to put medicine on your hand. Otherwise, I’ll feel heartache.]
[Big-Tailed Wolf Cen: If you don’t want to do it, I can do it for you. I can do everything for you.]
[Big-Tailed Wolf Cen: Baby, won’t you talk to me, please~]
[Xin Ling: .]
Cen Yunan: Baby really likes me—she even added a period at the end of her message just for me.
Xin Ling: “……”