1042 I Want to Hold Your Hand All My Life

The door wasn't open. Mo Liuxi was trying to take off his shirt. His back was to the door. One of his sleeves was cut off. His injured arm was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze and wasn't able to bend. He tried pretty hard but failed to take off the shirt, gasping for air by the end. 

"Don't move. Let me do it." Yan Su hurriedly went over to him. 

She'd watched his arm be stitched back together and could imagine how painful that had been. 

Mo Liuxi turned. His bare chest was right in front of her face. 

Yan Su was shorter than him, so all she saw was his nipples. 

The faint scent of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant and the manly scent from his body. It went straight into her nose. 

Her brain was blank for a few seconds. 

His chest wasn't strange to her at all. 

That morning, she'd woke up on that chest.