C843 Strong Support

Leng Mohuai's heart ached for Tang Kexin. From now on, such a scar would appear on his snow-white arm.

He took out the disinfectant and looked at Tang Kexin with a pained expression.

"Endure it!"

The disinfectant directly cut the wound. Tang Kexinrong's originally pale face became even paler, like a piece of white paper.

Seeing that the blood was still seeping out