Yes, yes, yes, yes. He wasn't embarrassed, but she was!
It was not easy to wait for this torture…Oh no, the application of the ointment was over. Zuo Hancheng put away the ointment and turned to wash his hands.
Anhao sat up and felt much better. She rubbed her waist again and felt that no matter how hard she massaged, it was not as comfortable as Zuo Hancheng's.
Even though it was his first time serving someone, he could still control his strength so well. He was born in the Zuo family. If he was from a medical family, he would probably be a super, super charming orthopedic doctor now.
Anhao was able to stand up freely now, and it was no longer as painful. She bent over and was about to put the medicine into the first aid kit when Zuo Hancheng said after he came out of the shower,""Don't put the red oil in."
"Why?" Anhao raised her eyes. Are you going to throw it away after using it once?"
Wouldn't it be too wasteful?
