Shen Yufeng's gaze intensely fell upon her face.
He saw a flush of redness rise on her cheeks, and her eyes darted away, containing coy shyness within those flickering big eyes…
It's just that, now... the time isn't right yet!
*
Finally, An Xiaoyu managed to help Shen Yufeng get his shirt off, and she carefully avoided touching his arm with her hands.
Sigh…
Mission accomplished!
An Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved to one side.
She was just helping him, but her heart was pounding like a deer on the loose.
At that moment, Mo Jinyu stepped forward to examine Shen Yufeng's body.
After a careful look, he found that Shen Yufeng only had some sprains in his elbow, which could recover on its own after some time; the issue was really not that severe.
But then, why did they ask him to come over?
Mo Jinyu was again somewhat puzzled.
Therefore, he prepared to tell the truth, and with a smile, he began.
"Boss, your issue is actually…"
