At night, when everyone in the dormitory had gathered.

I squeezed several pumps of lotion into my palm and said loudly.

"Oh no, the pump of my lotion is broken. The whole bottle spilled onto my hand directly. Don't use your own lotion, just use mine to help me use it up."

Saying that, I unceremoniously dabbed some lotion on Zhao Mei's face with my fingertips.

She had no expression, naturally rubbing the lotion with her hand.

Mo Mo was stunned, showing a puzzled expression, but still accepted the lotion.

When it came to Qiao Lan, her expression became noticeably unnatural.

As soon as I approached, she desperately tried to avoid me.

"Stop it, I don't want it."

"This is the same one you use, you won't be allergic to it."

I raised my arm, about to wave it onto her face.

She covered her head and dodged.

"Do you have to be like this?" I glanced at her, "Then I'll use it as hand cream for you."

Saying that, I unceremoniously took her hand and applied the remaining lotion on her arm.

"Ah." She exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" I looked at her calmly, "Did the lotion burn you?"

With that said, Zhao Mei and Mo Mo's gazes both turned towards us.

"It's... it's nothing..."

She turned her back to me, and when she turned back around, the lump of lotion on her arm was gone.

I glanced at her, then turned back to my own place.

Just with that one glance, I saw an inexplicable dark mark on the light-colored hem of her clothes.

Lying on the bed, pulling the curtain closed, I sent a text message to Zhao Mei.

"I will help you with Qiao Lan's matter."