Zhan Moxiao's hand, as he applied the ointment, suddenly paused, and his expression stiffened for an instant.
He had never expected that Liu Feng could actually gain such devoted affection from a girl.
When he first created Liu Feng, he had considered the possibility of emotional issues, so he deliberately designed him as a tall, skinny, and dark simpleton.
Who would have thought that such a tall, skinny, and dark simpleton, as far removed from "handsome" as could be, could completely bewitch a delicate and pretty girl from a good family?
At the moment, Master Xiao particularly wanted to imitate his little wife and ask, "Where is justice in this?!"
Receiving no response for a long time, Ou Lan turned her head and gave Zhan Moxiao a sharp look. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
