"Sister Yu, how could you use that kind of thing?" Li Qing asked.
Yu Baishuo's face, pale with a blush of red, instantly looked as if it might drip blood.
"Just apply the medicine, I... I bought it out of curiosity," Yu Baishuo said.
Li Qing didn't believe a word of it.
No one would buy that kind of thing just out of curiosity!
Li Qing didn't ask further, but a stormy wave quietly arose in his heart.
The size Yu Baishuo used was that big—her interest in that aspect must be quite substantial, right?
Li Qing gently dabbed the iodine-soaked cotton swab on Yu Baishuo's wound.
The moment it touched, it hurt Yu Baishuo so much that she gasped, letting out a soft moan.
That moan made Li Qing's wrist shudder violently.
That sound was just too seductive.
He steadied his mind and continued to apply the medicine.
"Ah..."
Yu Baishuo let out another soft cry, the sound melodic and undulating, the long tail of her voice shifting through several notes.
