"My waist is twisted, and my butt hurts from the fall!"
Even though it was a bit embarrassing, she was injured after all, and she wasn't the type to be oversensitive, so she decided to tell the truth.
"Don't move!" Ivy Aretha tried to move a bit but was stopped by Michael Gordon, who gently picked her up in a horizontal position, and lowered his head...
"Don't you dare look!"
Michael Gordon's eye twitched, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. Honestly, he just wanted to help her put on a bathrobe.
"The fact that you still have the mood to be shy means that the injury is not as serious as I thought!"
Michael Gordon pursed his lips, and then chuckled lightly. His delicate features were coated with a gentle light as he took the bathrobe Cathy handed him and wrapped it around her!
He carefully carried her out of the bathroom and directly took her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed, pulling over the quilt, and finishing everything in one smooth motion.
