Tang Zong grabbed Rong nuo's arm and shook it. "Rong nuo, Rong nuo, please help me. Do you want the wound on my hand to become inflamed? it really hurts. This is the first time my hand has been injured since I was young."
Whether Tang Zong's words were true or not, Norb knew. However, this wasn't the first time she had seen Tang Zong's hands, and they were even more tender than a girl's.
Because Rong nuo had to work in prison, she couldn't take care of herself like that outside.
As a result, there were calluses on his hands and they were a little rough. However, this was already better than most people.
However, in front of Tang Zong's hands, Rong nuo felt that her hands did not even seem like a woman's hands.
Tang Zong's hands were so beautiful that they were comparable to his face.
Such a beautiful hand, with a cut, it really ruined the original beauty, making Rong nuo feel a little guilty.