After dropping those words, Baili Xia immediately lifted the corners of her lips again, smiling.
"Uncle, you need to go slow, I still have to examine your wounds. Come, let me take off your clothes... Mmph!"
Her complexion changed abruptly, simply because the man's large palm had already reached her chest.
Baili Xia struggled to steady her own chaotic breathing, again fearlessly lifting the corners of her lips, meeting him with a smile.
Today, she was determined to inspect how seriously he was injured.
Even Ye Hua didn't know the situation, which could only mean that even her master had been rebuffed.
She didn't know what exactly had happened to Uncle, nor why he had been so cold to her since his return, why he always seemed to be pushing her away intentionally.
But, none of that mattered. What was important was ensuring he was still all right.
The color in Mu Xiaojiu's eyes kept darkening, and as she feigned a brave smile, he wickedly tore off her small bra.
