023 What are you doing?_1

With a click, pain shot through her again, and she let out an involuntary cry of surprise.

By the time she opened her eyes from her dazed state,

he had already let her go, still maintaining a half-crouching posture, his long eyes showing a somewhat arrogant expression.

"What are you doing?"

She was somewhat angry, not understanding why he had deliberately seduced her and then twisted her ankle just as she lost control.

He chuckled softly, straightened up, and looked down at her, "Stand up and walk a few steps to see!"

She looked at him with half doubt and half belief, carefully stood up with the help of the sofa, and then took a few steps, realizing that her foot didn't hurt anymore.

Oh, I'm so sorry! Thank you so much!" she apologized for her attitude just now.

His hands rested in his pockets, his gaze deep and mischievously crafty, "How will you thank me?"

"How would Mr. Gong like to be thanked?" she asked, lifting her clear eyes to him.