C954 Conceal(1)

Tang Ruizuo was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat. With a pale face, he said, "It's fine, I can do it."

"Yes, if you can't hold it anymore, tell daddy." Moh Shichen frowned.

Although he was reluctant, it would hurt a lot in the future if he did not clean up the wound.

"Don't worry." Tang Ruizuo pretended to be strong and said.

Moh Shichen nodded and continued.

Tang Wanxin