Chu Mucheng heard this and laughed.
"What, worried about me? How about you protect me when the time comes?"
An Xiaoyu made a vomiting gesture.
"Cut, I don't have that much free time! With so many other girls around you, I'm worried that I'll end up being beat up by a crowd!"
As they spoke, they finished dinner just like yesterday, and An Xiaoyu tidied up the dishes and was about to leave the kitchen.
This time, Chu Mucheng didn't block her way but said lightly, "How about you change my dressing?"
An Xiaoyu scratched her head, "Why not go to the hospital?"
Chu Mucheng raised an eyebrow, "I'm busy, no time!"
Huh... is that even a reason?
Chu Mucheng sat on the couch, grabbing the medical kit, which contained tweezers, medicine, and gauze.
An Xiaoyu sat down beside Chu Mucheng.
"Aren't you afraid of a scar staying on your forehead?"
Not only is a woman's appearance important, but a man's as well!
