C490 Prince Ping(part Ii)

Of course, Ning Xiaoman was unhappy to be called a pig. She reached out her hand to pat Zheng Fusheng, but who knew that it was just a simple action, stretching out her wound and her stomach. Both places hurt at the same time, causing Ning Xiaoman to be unable to hold it in and let out a soft 'ahh'.

"What? What? Where's the pain? Arms, stomach?"

For a moment