She was a little upset and ended up biting down hard.
Only when she tasted blood did she quickly unclench her jaw.
She looked down and had a shock.
There was a deep bite mark on the back of Mo Yesi's hand.
And it was bleeding a little.
Qiao Mianmian was flustered. She picked up his hand carefully and said, "I-I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry, is it very painful?"
Mo Yesi looked down at the girl whose eyes were filled with worry and self-reproach. His heart went soft, and when he spoke again, it was with a gentle voice. "Baby, don't cry, it doesn't hurt."
"How could it not." Qiao Mianmian looked up with teary eyes. "I-I bit you until you bled. I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. If you're really hurting, you can… you can bite me back."
Qiao Mianmian actually had a very low pain tolerance.
But at this point, she was sticking her hand out for him.
