"does it hurt?"
" thank god it's not summer. otherwise, i wouldn't be able to show my face to anyone. " fu huan was about to put down her pants as she spoke. when she bent down, a hand suddenly touched the top of her head.
the man's fingers were warm, and he patted her hair gently.
everyone had a door of life.
her entire face instantly turned red.
chen wang had already bent his knees and squatted down in front of her. he reached out his hand as if he was going to help her lower her pants.
"you really don't need to see a doctor for your knee?"
"i'm fine."
chen wang grunted and slowly helped her lower her trousers. however, she was wearing a slightly tight pair of jeans, so it was inevitable that she would touch the bruises. she could only grit her teeth and bear with it.
"the next time you encounter such a situation, don't try to force yourself."
