"Mu Fan!"
The girl had just entered and saw Mu Fan, wearing only a pair of boxers, sitting on the operating table, staring at her in disbelief.
"Bai..." Mu Fan just opened his mouth.
"Ah."
Bai Guyue's aura, which she had just gathered in front of everyone, instantly collapsed. She hurriedly covered her face with her right hand, while her left hand still clutched the box tightly.
Although her slender hand covered her eyes, it couldn't hide the blush rapidly spreading up from her neck.
Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, but still called out the three words "Bai Guyue," and then smiled freely.
Still the same as when they first met.
Timid and easily embarrassed, this was the girl he remembered. Just now, when he saw what was happening outside the door through the one-way mirror, Mu Fan almost thought Bai Guyue had an older sister.
