Tu Yan put Chuzheng down and moved around to the back, pulling open his coat.
The girl's figure was slender, her shoulder blades particularly beautiful, but...
Tu Yan's fingertips trembled slightly, his heart felt as if it was being suffocated, stiflingly uncomfortable.
Chuzheng was not used to people looking at her wounds like this.
Not even a Good Person Card.
She raised her hand and pulled her clothes up in one swift motion.
Tu Yan held her hand: "You're injured."
"It'll heal soon, I am a Divine Beast after all." Who hasn't got a few wounds?
"Let me take care of it for you."
"No need." Chuzheng tugged, unable to move his hand.
"..."
Tu Yan didn't let go, and the situation suddenly became tense.
Chuzheng simply stood up, the coat wrapped around her fell away, leaving her beautiful body exposed without warning.
Tu Yan froze for a moment, quickly moving forward to cover her with the coat.
