What was the leader of the number one base doing? Bai Meiyue couldn't help but chuckle when she saw him covering his eyes and looking sideways. Was this that hard to look at?
Wasn't he the kind of person who would burn someone alive without batting an eye? How come he was suddenly making such a dreadful face, as if he were watching Bai Meiyue slit her wrist and pour a bowl of blood out?
Lei Qian still had his eyes covered. He didn't look at Bai Meiyue or the syringe before saying to her, "I am not scared. I am just afraid to see you getting hurt—even though the prick of the needle won't hurt that much, it will still hurt, will it not? I cannot bear the sight of it."
When Bai Meiyue heard his words, she rolled her eyes, thinking that the man was being too dramatic, but at the same time, she felt a bit sweet in her heart. She had to admit that the thought of someone caring so much for her made her feel giddy.
