Gu Xijiu felt that she might not be able to focus on her stitching due to the visual distraction that she would face once she pulled off his pants.
She just wanted to clean his wounds and had not thought about taking advantage of him.
Di Fuyi did not say anything and instead flicked his sleeve. His pants disappeared in a flash of white light.
Gu Xijiu finally saw his firm and muscular legs and realized that he was wearing… a pair of boxers!
In an instant, she felt relieved! She secretly heaved a sigh of relief and quickly applied the cream on his wounds before proceeding with several surgical sutures.
When everything was complete, Gu Xijiu took a glimpse of his boxers and asked, "Where did you get it?" It was strange for an ancient man to wear boxers as modern men did.
Di Fuyi answered casually. "I got someone to tailor it for me."
"But how did you know about it?"
