C293 He Still Came

"Huh?" Qi Mo raised his hand and rubbed his neck, only then did he remember that she had bitten him last night. He had nearly forgotten.

"Obviously?" There was no mirror here, so Qimu asked uncertainly. He took the dressing from his subordinate's hand, tore it open, and casually applied it to the place where he had touched the pain, then lazily muttered, "Then, cover it up