Qiao Yanze glanced at Cen Xi, his lips smirking when he noted her flushed face. "How about I strip now for you to see it then?"
Cen Xi glanced towards his abdomen instinctively. "Who wants to see yours? It's not nice to look at anyway."
The moment she finished speaking, she wanted so badly to bite her tongue off. What was she even saying?
He was obviously teasing her on purpose. Why did she fall in the trap?
Qiao Yanze narrowed his eyes slightly. "Did you see another man's in the past two months?" His eyes were so dark that it seemed like he would twist and break her neck if she said yes.
Cen Xi didn't want to continue this ambiguous conversation with him any longer. She walked beside him and glanced at his injured arm. "Where's the first-aid kit?"
Qiao Yanze stared at Cen Xi in silence.
Cen Xi searched around the entire room before she saw the first-aid kit under the bed. She walked over to take it out.
