C509 Wishful Thinking

Returning to the villa, Chen Shanshan silently took out the medical kit and cleaned the blood on Lee Hao's hand before gently wrapping it with gauze.

"You don't need to do this, right? "It's just a little bit of skin." Lee Hao said helplessly.

On the way back, he gradually regained his composure and buried that grudge deep in his heart