As she spoke, Qin Qingnan made a move to pounce again, scaring Lin Ziran into throwing the cup in her hand and quickly running into the bed, grabbing a pillow as a weapon.
Upon closer inspection, the cup accurately hit Qin Qingnan's chest, spilling water from it and soaking a large part of his shirt, his white shirt clinging tightly to his skin, clearly delineating the muscles on his chest.
She gulped and awkwardly looked away.
Watching the girl looking like a frightened bird, Qin Qingnan chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "Come here."
"What for?"
"Come here."
"I'm not stupid, why would I come over and let you bully me?"
"Not to bully you, come here."
"Nope."
Qin Qingnan sighed, "Come and help me tie the bandage, I can't do it with one hand."
Lin Ziran looked at his wrist, thinking it was her bite after all, so after hesitating for two seconds, she moved over to tie the bandage for him.
