Huanglian subconsciously avoided his hand, but sensitively sniffed other meanings in his words and inquired, "You mean, my eyes are really never better? Doctors don't say it's going to be okay soon? Why do you need to be my eye?

As Joss watched the blankness in her beautiful eyes, she curled her lips and laughed, "I mean, before your eyes are good, I'll make your eyes. If your eyes are ready tomorrow, I will be your eyes for a day. If your eyes recover in a week, I will be your eyes for a week. No matter how long, until you can enjoy the special performance of Taekwondo I prepared...