In the beginning, Muir didn't believe it, but he soon felt worried after seeing Bai Qingqing's painful expression. Winston immediately came over and checked her arm.
A purplish-red mark appeared on her snow-white skin, quickly turning into a blue-black. The center where she had been pecked at even been scraped, emitting a trace of blood.
Muir stiffened and looked at the wound in disbelief.
He had tried to control his strength when he pecked her.
Winston's brows furrowed tightly together and he said to Muir in a deep voice, "A female's body can't be compared to a male's. You used too much strength on her."
He felt that things weren't good when he was watching from the side. After checking, it turned out to be more serious than he had imagined. It was inevitable that he felt a hint of fury toward Muir.
Muir lowered his head reproachfully. "Coo-coo."
