"Those two old farts, once I'm better, I'll make two holes in their asses too!" Mu Danian said angrily.
"Yeah, yeah, let's finish off those two old geezers." Chen Hong nodded.
Then, leaning next to Mu Danian, she whimpered, "Danian, I've left those two old guys. You need to take care of me, or I'll starve to death."
As she spoke, Chen Hong gently pounded Mu Danian's chest with her hand.
With that pound, Mu Danian's mind wandered to that thing, and he hugged Chen Hong, moving his mouth closer.
An overwhelming garlic smell wafted over, almost making Chen Hong vomit.
These past few days, Mu Danian lay sprawled on the bed, poorly cared for by the family, with no one to help him.
Chen Hong blocked Mu Danian with her hand: "Your behind is in that state, focus on healing first. Once you're healed, you can do whatever you want!"
After saying this, she didn't forget to throw a flirty glance at Mu Danian, melting his heart.
