Chi Enen had no idea what was going through his mind; she was so busy that she broke into a sweat but finally managed to bandage his wounds one by one, although the outcome looked a bit... unsatisfactory.
"Done."
Li Beijue glanced down at the gauze on his body that resembled an extra layer of clothes, his complexion as dreadful as a rotten tomato, and said irritably with a sidelong glance, "Chi Enen, do you think you're wrapping a mummy?"
He reached out to tear it off.
Chi Enen quickly stopped him, "I tried to make it look nice, but you have too many wounds on your back. If I don't wrap it like this, I can't properly bandage it. Just bear with it for now, you can't see it once you put on clothes, anyway."
Li Beijue's handsome face darkened.
Of course, it couldn't be seen with clothes on, but he was shirtless now, in front of her!
What if, in the future, every time she thought of his body, she remembered it looking like this?
