C133 Chapter 133

Gu Yanjue watched the girl put on an angry face and laughed too, the movement tugging at his wound until it throbbed.

“Gu Yanjue, get out. I don’t need your help here.” Zimu’s eyes drifted to his injury without meaning to. It looked like it was bleeding again.

This guy—always like this. A cut that should’ve healed fast, and somehow it still hadn’t closed up after all these days