C213 Inter- and Exogenous

Although he had heard Gu Xiaoxiao's words, Mu Zhaoyang was still worried. "Are you really not hurt?" Why do I have to ask about the smell of blood? " Saying that, Mu Zhaoyang began to examine it carefully.

The moment she grabbed Gu Xiaoxiao's wrist, she sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain and pulled it away from Mu Zhaoyang's large hand.

Mu Zhaoyang, with his sharp eyes