C193 Century Wedding(3)

Xiao Mo sat motionlessly on the bed, allowing Gu Qing to bandage him with medicine. Her movements were light and his expression was serious. His good-looking brows were deeply furrowed, as if he was deeply afraid that she would accidentally hurt him.

In fact, she didn't even know that this small injury was like scratching an itch to him. He didn't even frown at all