His palm was warm, covering the skin of her calf, making her feel a bit uneasy, but her rosy lips moved slightly, and in the end, she said nothing.
Ethan Hayes squatted in front of her, carefully observing her under the dim light of the streetlamp beside the bench.
Her ankle was slender and straight, the ankle bone was delicately rounded, and there were no signs of swelling or redness from the outside.
Ethan Hayes pressed his lips together, holding her calf with one hand and her foot with the other, gently rotated it twice. Then, he looked up at her and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A little bit..." Vivian's round little face had already scrunched up, "It's more than a little, it's really, really painful, okay!?"
After pondering for a moment, Ethan Hayes turned his back to her, squatting in front of her and said, "Get on, I'll give you a piggyback ride back."
"Huh??" Vivian was stunned as she listened to him.
