C682 It All Depends on His Luck

After a long while, Wang Xiaoman took off Tang Xuanli's coat. When she saw the shirt that was completely stuck on the skin, Wang Xiaoman truly felt the difficulty of this task.

She untied Tang Xuanli's shirt button again and tore his shirt down bit by bit. That's right, tear.

The fabric of the shirt and the blood completely stuck onto his body