C113 Travel(2)

Lin Su followed the man's hand and saw that one of his hands was holding Xiao Hong's ankle and the other hand was holding a piece of gauze that was stained with blood.

Such a position. . . This kind of posture really made people easily let their imagination run wild.

"Why are you guys here? Didn't you say that I'm fine?" Xiao Hong kicked the man's hand away and pushed him back