Lu Nanze frowned and looked in her direction from the corner of his eye. His eyes glinted and he tried to see what she was up to.
It was the middle of the night and, instead of sleeping, she had sat up in bed. Furthermore, he could feel her eyes on him.
This woman…
Of course, Lu Nanze was not completely careless around her. When she walked towards him, he clenched his fists tightly, ready for whatever might come.
But unexpectedly, after Qiao Yiyi approached his bedside, she merely stood there in silence.
The man tried his best to even his breathing so that he would look like he was asleep.
After two minutes, the girl suddenly pushed his blanket away to reveal the wounded leg.
Lu Nanze: …
He was about to react when he suddenly felt her smalls warm hands on his leg.
Her hands were gentle but strong, resting firmly near his wound.
He frowned, trying to suppress his anger.
