C9 Intellectual Thief

At night, when Xia Xialiao once again went to change the man's medicine, he saw him staring at a certain place with a deep and unfathomable gaze.

"How are you feeling now? Does the wound hurt? " Xia Lei coughed lightly and waited for the man to turn around to look at her before asking.

The man didn't reply. Instead, as if he was used to it, he took off his clothes, revealing snow-like skin