Heir Claimed His Mad Boxer

Chapter 11 The Lick

Looking at that lean body, I swallowed and instinctively tugged at the drawstring on my pants.

Hanyang yanked my hand away. "What are you doing!"

"Didn't you let me?"

He stared in shock. "Didn't you say it was for disinfecting?"

I forced myself to pull back from the temptation and answered a beat late. "Oh."

Most of his wounds were on his waist, abdomen, and face. I started from his face and moved down bit by bit.

When I passed his chest Hanyang clearly froze. His muscles tightened.

Seeing I kept going, he simply raised his arm and covered his eyes.

I continued downward. Hanyang's breathing grew slightly rapid.