Su Jingfeng raised his hand and looked at his tightly wrapped palm. His red eyes were like gems as he glanced at her. "Why? Are you willing to give yourself to me for the sake of saving you?"
The wound on his palm had almost healed, but it was still not good. It was still suffused with black gas and bleeding. He could not bandage it up like this. No medicine could stop the bleeding completely.
Seeing that he had saved her, she did not argue with him anymore. "Do you want to bandage your hand again?"
Su Jingfeng looked at the arm that the two of them were holding and raised his eyes slightly. "Sure, but it would be even better if you were willing to give yourself to me."
The two of them were originally holding hands, but now that they were holding each other, they seemed even closer. Was this display of affection in front of him on purpose?
