"What conditions?" Negotiating with him? Brandon Piers raised an eyebrow, the audaciousness of this plump girl was impressive, knowing about his gunshot wound and still daring to put forth conditions.
"I'll tell you when I think of it." Abigail had already brought the first-aid kit while talking. Seeing Brandon not giving a response, she said, "Afraid?"
"Haha, let's get started." Brandon Piers did not feel that he would not be able to meet the conditions of a fat girl.
Abigail suddenly laughed, "Aren't you afraid that my condition is to marry you?"
Brandon paused, "Miss Green doesn't seem like someone who would be so boring."
"That's also true, I, a 200-pound fat girl, usually will find someone healthy." Abigail finished then immediately began to disinfect with a cotton ball.
Brandon winced from the pain, but kept pondering over Abigail's words in his mind. Was this plump girl looking down on him for not being healthy enough, unable to satisfy her?
