Only Song Qiao and Chu Munan were left in the living room soon. Song Qiao sat in front of Chu Munan and looked directly at the man, saying, "Take off your clothes."
"Xiao Qiao..." Hearing Song Qiao's words, he immediately felt a bit embarrassed, but meeting Song Qiao's gaze, he thought for a moment and said, "You only need to help me apply the medicine on my face. I can handle the rest myself."
"I said take off your clothes, so just do it." Song Qiao was already starting to feel a bit sulky and spoke directly, "Hurry up."
Chu Munan, "..."
Finally, the man, left with no choice, began slowly unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt.
After he took off his shirt completely, she saw that his chest was already covered with bruises, clearly left from the previous fight.
