"..." Tong Ran hadn't expected him to do that; it was a personal care item, and she felt embarrassed even when buying it, let alone having him look at it, "Don't worry about it, just go get my clothes."
"How are you going to apply it by yourself?" Mo Nanjue opened the box, "Are you planning to use a mirror to apply it?"
"..." Tong Ran was startled, but that was indeed what she had in mind, "It's my business... just leave it."
"I might be indifferent to your other affairs," Mo Nanjue glanced at her sideways, planning to reclaim everything she had suppressed him with earlier, the man deliberately held the ointment in front of her, "but that part of your body is mine, so I cannot turn a blind eye."
"..."
Tong Ran's face flushed red, "You pervert!"
