Bai Qingqing realized that, even though Muir was strong, his physique was plagued by misfortunes as compared to Parker. If all of his injuries were bandaged, he'd be wrapped up into a mummy. Even… cough, that spot wouldn't be missed.
Bai Qingqing felt embarrassed as all sorts of thoughts ran through her mind.
Muir said up and threw a glance toward Curtis's sleeping spot. Seeing that he wasn't around, his expression relaxed a little.
Curtis must have gone to prepare breakfast for Qingqing. Muir recalled how Parker and Winston had taken care of Bai Qingqing when she woke up over the past few days and looked around. He picked up the clothes that were kicked to the floor by her, patted away the dust, then handed them to her.
"Thank… thank you." Bai Qingqing unconsciously glanced to the spot between Muir's legs. She didn't bother that the clothes had gotten cold and swiftly put them on.
Then, she shuddered from the chill.
