Concentric Curse

"Blockhead!" The old man was startled and supported him quickly. 

Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, she frowned and said: "Open up his clothes."

"Oh? Undress him? Oh, alright."

The old man responded and started to untie Zhuo Junyue's clothes. Just as his hands had reached out to remove his trousers, Feng Jiu, who was watching at the side, twitched at the corners of her mouth and asked: "Why are you taking off his trousers?"

The old man was startled and looked at her in astonishment: "Didn't you tell me to undress him?"

A few dark lines appeared across her forehead and she glanced at the old man: "No need to remove his trousers."

Having spoken, she stepped forward and placed the child on the bed before she opened up Zhuo Junyue's clothes and examined him. When she saw a little red patch on his chest, she didn't speak. The old man next to her gasped.