Dang Yang's movements became more careful.
Finally, he disinfected and applied medicine to both hands.
Dang Yang put the medical kit away.
An Yue breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Dang Yang, wondering if he was going to leave now.
Dang Yang returned the medical kit to its original place, turned around, and once again stood in front of An Yue.
An Yue: "..."
She looked silently at Dang Yang, wondering what he wanted to do next.
While An Yue was still puzzled, Dang Yang suddenly knelt on one knee in front of her.
"..."
An Yue widened her eyes in shock, clearly startled.
What was Dang Yang planning to do?
This posture of his…
Dang Yang's large hand gently held An Yue's calf.
An Yue's body trembled, feeling the warmth of his palm on her calf. She felt even more uncomfortable.
She really wasn't used to being touched by the opposite sex.
Dang Yang gently lifted An Yue's leg, then took off her high heel shoes, looking at her foot.
