Although the wound really hurts, how can it compare to the happiness of this moment?
With a soft body and warm fragrance in his arms, who would be willing to let go easily?
Therefore, Wu Ming really didn't want to let go.
"Wu Ming!" Baili Xia was startled by him and gave a low cry.
She pressed her hands hard against his chest, not letting him get too close.
Just now Brother You and the others were still in the hall. If they suddenly came up looking for her and saw this, how could she explain?
"I'm the patient." Seeing her trying to get up, Wu Ming casually tossed out a few words.
Although his voice sounded a bit hoarse, there was no doubting his authority.
"..."
Baili Xia was speechless for a moment, so according to Wu Ming, being the patient makes him the boss. Whatever he says goes, right?
Domineering! Cunning!
He is the patient, but she is the doctor.
She knows exactly how to treat his current symptoms effectively.
