"Brother!"
Seeing Wu Gang's profuse nosebleed, Zeng Yu panicked immediately and asked worriedly, "What's wrong, are you okay?"
"No, I'm fine..." Wu Gang wiped at his nosebleed, feeling like he couldn't even breathe properly.
Zeng Yu, full of confusion, said, "Brother, should I give you a heads-up before I take off my pants next time?"
"No... it's not that!" Wu Gang struggled to shift his gaze away, replying with difficulty.
He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, if that manly Shu Ting saw this, wouldn't she skin me alive?"
"That girl Zeng Yu is also something, after all, I am a normal man, She's too impolite doing this!"
For a moment, Wu Gang really didn't know whether agreeing to take care of Zeng Yu was a good thing or a bad thing.
Zeng Yu didn't press further, she started rummaging through the large and small bags Shu Ting had brought, still in her close-fitting clothes, looking for something to change into.
