It was still wet, and he was afraid that the coffee would stain Holden's custom-made clothes as well, so he shook his head and took a step back quickly.

“Thank you, sir. I can walk by myself."

Holden couldn't help laughing softly.

He saw the little boy's action clearly, and it was easy for him to see through his mind.

The Little boy just didn't want him to get stained by the coffee.

Knowing that Melon wouldn't let him hold no matter what, he didn't force the boy.

He just thought that the child was sensible and cute.

It seemed that his parents had taught him well.

After Holden took Melon to his exclusive Lounge, the former looked for medicine to apply on the boy's hands.

Fortunately, most of the coffee was spilled on his clothes, and only his hands were scalded red.

He had no other injuries.

Holden let Melon sit on the sofa.

To apply the medicine easily, he squatted down in front of the boy and put a cotton swab carefully on the wounds.

Melon also obediently reached out his hands to let Holden treat his wound, For a very young boy, it should be painful.

But he didn't flinch or make a sound while being treated.

To be honest, his eyes were firmly attracted to a cabinet of garage kits in the Lounge.

The garage kits were indeed quite eye-catching.

They looked exquisite, and most of them were beautiful collection.

Not hearing any whimper from the boy, Holden was curious and looked up at him.

He saw that the boy's attention was completely on the garage kits behind him.