C257 Don't Blame Me

A moment later, a red liquid began to flow from the wound in her finger, falling to the ground like a pearl with a broken string.

Gu Xiangsi didn't know what was going on, but she felt her eyelids twitch restlessly, as if she was foretelling something.

"What's wrong with you? Hurry up and wash it with water." When the dishwasher girl saw the blood flowing out of Gu Xiangsi's hand