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