C377 The anger of the yan family head

I pushed Yan Ruize away, smiled and pointed at his chest, then raised my eyebrows: "Yan Ruize, are you in a hurry today?"

Yan Ruize sighed helplessly, and pulled my finger that was pointing at his chest: "You see it?"

I couldn't help but smile as I reached out my hand to pinch his face. "Is the wound on his arm also healed?"

Yan Ruize nodded: "Don't worry, they are all healed