C771 Spill a Pinch of Guilt

There was a hint of a smile on his face, as if he was trying to comfort Junling's bad mood.

"I want to do it myself. Don't you have a lot of things to do? You don't have to worry about me. When I can't handle it, you will naturally help me. "

As she spoke, Nian Qingci pulled Junling's wrist over again and looked at the blood that was still flowing.

He couldn't help but frown. "Don't move