Chapter 67: I Didn’t Do It on Purpose.
A wound was still a wound, even if it was small…
Max’s eyes fell on the back of Charlotte’s hand, and on a very small wound that didn’t even bleed much…
“Such a wimp.” He spat out those words in an unknown meaning, but there was no dislike in his tone, and it was as if he was filled with an unrelenting
infatuation.
Charlotte then saw Max hand her a medicine kit and say in a low voice, “Treat the wound.”
She was slightly stunned.
He had already prepared a medicine kit for her beforehand…
Charlotte was silent for a moment, then she rushed to Max and pleaded softly, “Max, will you help me with it?”
She wanted him to help her.
The man raised his eyes. He was looking directly at her.
He wondered if this young lady was determined that if she called him by his first name, he would definitely help her…
Max didn’t say anything, but opened the medicine box and took out a bandage.
His meaning couldn’t be clearer.
Charlotte understood immediately and gave him the back of her hand. “I’ll leave it to you then.”
Max personally put the bandage on the back of her hand.
They were very close.
She could even smell the cool and light scent of Max’s body.
It smelled very good.
After applying the bandage, the man unconsciously lifted his head, and Charlotte’s face was right above his, incomparably close…
He was caught off guard like that-
Max’s slightly cool, thin lips brushed Charlotte’s lower lip.
Just a momentary touch.
Like a dragonfly touching the water.
Charlotte’s eyes widened and she unconsciously took a step back.
Her heart was accelerating wildly.
Her pale face instantly turned scarlet red.
Her head felt empty for a moment.
She thought to herself, she really was useless.
She couldn’t restrain herself just this one.
Speaking of which, she still had too little experience, except for the time before her death in her last life, and now at this time…
She didn’t have a moment to recall that time in her previous life. As for this time—
It seemed like it felt pretty good, right?
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Chapter 67: I Didn’t Do It on Purpose.
Max saw Charlotte as if she was scared. Her cheeks were red, her eyes were dull, and her whole body was stiff…
How could she be so scared?
His face couldn’t help but drop a few points coldly,
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” Max explained in a cold voice, his deep eyes unable to see any emotion. “You don’t have to worry about it.”
He said it as if to comfort her, but also to make her forget the sudden touch…
Charlotte heard this and immediately opened her mouth to say something. “I…”
But Max interrupted her and changed the subject. “It’s best to go for another full body check–up to avoid any internal injuries.”
”
Charlotte nodded mechanically.
As if he had suddenly thought of something, he frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, “By the way, why do you want to go racing?”
Her eyes glazed over and for a moment she didn’t know how to explain.
“I heard there was a fight?” The man’s eyes narrowed slightly as he asked again.
Did he know all about it?
Charlotte felt that Max was like a parent scolding a child, while she was the child who had made a mistake.
“Is it for a male classmate?” He saw that she was silent, so he followed up on the question.
Unexplainable emotions welled up in his sharp eyes.
Charlotte knew that Max must have been checking everything out very carefully.
She simply admitted graciously, “Yes, this male student is very unusual… so I thought…”
“Very unusual?” Max’s face got even worse.
It turned out that in her heart, there was also a member of the opposite sex who was very important and special to her, and she could fight or race for
him.
