Chapter 155 Childish
Chapter 155 Childish
Her heart raced.
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Brendon gently released her hand, grabbed the bathrobe, and quickly opened the door. He lowered
his head, moving closer to her.
"Could you take a look? My back is a bit itchy," he said.
Startled by his approach, Ranita took two steps back. It took her a while to find her voice, and she
said, "Lower down. I can''t see."
Brendon bent forward slightly until finally revealing whaty beneath within sight range.
The bathrobe was tightly wrapped, making it impossible to see anything. Ranita had no choice but
to reach out and adjust it. It seemed that Brendon had scratched himself a few times, leaving a few
noticeable nail marks on his back, with some red dots in the middle.
"It''s so itchy!" Brendon extended his hand, ready to scratch again.
"Don''t scratch!" Ranita stopped his fingers and said anxiously, "If you scratch it, it''ll only make it
worse."
Brendon, with his fingers held by her, turned his head to look at her.
Ranita''s eyshes drooped, quiet and beautiful. Brendon had a thought and smirked, "Can you
scratch it lightly for me? It''s really itchy."
"I brought some ointment. I''ll put some on for you." Ranita had a small first aid kit in her luggage
with itch-relieving ointment.
Brendon obedientlyy on the couch, revealing his back. "Hurry up."
She raised an eyebrow.
There was a hint of mischievousness in his expression.
Ranita''s heart melted into a puddle at his teasing.
"Don''t move, I''ll put some ointment on for you." She squeezed out some onto a cotton swab but as
soon as she poked him with it, Brendon sat up straight and stared at her with raised eyebrows. "The
cotton swab is too thick; it hurts my skin."
"Use your hand!"
Ranita gritted her teeth and teased him back, "Such a delicate flower!"
Brendon wasn''t ashamed; instead he pressed down on his eyebrows and smiled back at her. He
said, "Ranita, are you just realizing this now?"
Chewing on the teasing and joking words made Ranita feelplicated emotions.
Brendon might appear cool and sophisticated on the outside, but he was still human, and like
anyone else, he had some peculiar quirks. For instance, when he got bitten by mosquitoes or other
small insects, his skin turned red, even more tender than a girl''s.
When Ranita first married him, there was one night she forgot to close the windows, and the next
day, Brendon''s neck and arms were all covered in red patches. If it weren''t for the individual bite
marks that were quite evident, she might have been used of doing something to him.
"Why are you spacing out again?" Brendon''s voice pulled Ranita out of her memories. She gently
applied some ointment onto Brendon while whispering softly, "It must be from those bugs we
encountered when we were hiking earlier today that bit you. Is it still itching?"
"Itching..." He paused then propped himself up using his chin to look at her, "These bugs are pretty
fierce; too much itching... can you scratch me please?"
"You''re itching so much, and still scratching? If I scratch it, it''ll be even more ufortable," Ranita
scolded him and patted his back.
Another patch of red appeared.
"You really hit me?" Brendon blinked slightly and looked a bit aggrieved.
"Who asked you to talk nonsense!" Ranita turned to get the ointment, and out of the corner of her
eye, she saw Brendon reaching out. She immediately red at him.
Raising his hands, Brendon said, "I didn''t move."
Ranita washed her hands then sat beside him asking softly, "Is it really still itching badly?"
"Very badly! Can you blow air onto them?"
Blow air?! Ranita raised an eyebrow.
His back was tall and broad, with a thinyer of muscles beneath the skin, featuring smooth and
incredibly explosive lines.
"Still itchy?" Ranita yfully poked at the small red marks. "You''re such a child."
Maybe it was herment that provoked him, but Brendon suddenly flipped over and reached out
to pull Ranita onto the sofa.
He pressed her down, and her bathrobe fell open, revealing her corbone.
The look in his eyes was particrly wild.