Jiang Nanyan bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said, "Huangfulian, how is your wound? You should say something!"
"My injury is not serious." Huangfulian said lightly, her warm breath brushing Jiang Nanyan's red and hot cheeks.
Hearing him say it was okay, Jiang Nanyan breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heart in her throat slowly returned to its original position.
However, before she had time to relax, Huangfulian spoke again.[
"My injury is nothing serious, it's just a little painful."
"It hurts?" Jiang Nanyan's heart finally fell back to its original position, but because of Huangfulian's words, it suddenly lifted up again!
"Where does it hurt? Is it very uncomfortable? No! I'd better call Wu Yu and let him see what's going on with your wound and whether it's cracked!"
Jiang Nanyan said, struggling slightly, trying to pull her hand away from Huangfulian's palm.
However, Huangfulian held it tightly and refused to let go.
Jiang Nanyan was worried that it would hurt his wound, so she didn't dare to use too much force at all. She just struggled meaningfully and stopped all movements.
"Huangfulian, let me go quickly! How can I call Wu Yu when you are like this?" Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian anxiously, hoping that he would let go of her quickly so that she could call Wu Yu over.
Her heart was burning, and she was only worried about Huangfulian's injury, completely forgetting that Wu Yu had just confessed that there was someone at the door, and as long as she called, someone would notify Wu Yu to come over.