C244 Do You Hate Me

Warm water flowed down her body, and the wounds that still had faint traces on them started to itch. Zhao Xinyu could not help but want to raise her hand to scratch.

"Don't move." Zhong Tong quickly blocked her movements and used his fingers to gently stroke those wounds.

As an actress, Zhao Xinyu's body was not perfect. There were many wounds on her body. There were new ones