C817 A Crow Whose Blood Has Been Drawn to the Brim

"You're still wounded, are you really okay?"

It was only when they kissed that Crow remembered.

"If it's lighter, then it's okay."

He automatically kissed the gauze on Crow's chest, and kissed her lightly one after another.

"Does it hurt?"

If she said something that didn't conform with his words, then it was probably because she felt sorry for Crow. After all, she was still his man