C236 Cinderella

Zhang Xiaofann massaged his chest while he washed the water. A drop of blood from his nose fell on Lee Chunhua's body, cooling him down.

"Brother Xiaofann, what's wrong?"

How could Zhang Xiaofann reply to that? He couldn't possibly have a nosebleed right now, right?

"Nothing?"

"That's good. I feel a bit cold. I thought you had a nosebleed!"

Zhang Xiaofann said hypocritically