C149 Good Eye

Looking at the bottle of lubricant in Xie Liao's hand, Zhang Yu's mind was clouded. In a mere 30 seconds, he decided to tell a huge lie to make up for his current image.

"Oh, nothing, that's..." "Wound medicine, applied to the body when it was injured." With firm steps and the most determined eyes, he walked towards Xie Liao and took the ointment in Xie Liao's hand that had a big hole in it