Chapter 138 Kissing

Mu Tianxing carefully touched the scratch on the back of his hand and saw that it was simply rubbed with iodine and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The big white hand held him back.

The man who has been silent suddenly opens his mouth with a clear and meaningful voice: "Thank you!"

Just as the door opened, the little girl clutched Mrs. Crescent's hand tightly, and he saw it.

And before the door opened, he had heard the crisp, melodious sounds of high-heeled shoes on the corridor, approaching with increasingly rapid footsteps.

Don't think too much. He knows it must be his little girl who dragged Mrs. Crescent...