C65 Clamping Tighter and Tighter

A trace of strangeness flashed across Su Ge's face as he smiled and said, "Xiaoxun, let go of me. Let me have a look at your wounds."

"Yes." Yan Xiaoxun nodded, blushing, and let go of the hand that was covering the wound.

Su Ge looked down. There was a bloody wound on the shorts. The wound was on the inner part of the thigh.

"This position …" Su Ge reached out his hand to touch the wound