223 Stretched-out Evil Claw_1
Chi Yue, standing on her tiptoes, pushed Qiao Dongyang into the bathroom.
After closing the door, she could still hear his laughter from inside—
Chi Yue's cheeks warmed, she ruffled her fluffy hair, and leaned against the wall.
"Your hand is okay, right?"
She hadn't seen the extent of the damage to his arm.
She was afraid that the young master wouldn't know how to take care of himself and would get his bandage wet and inflamed.
"There is a problem."
Dongyang's muffled voice came from inside.
"It would certainly be nice if someone could give me a hand..."
Chi Yue hummed, pursing her lips with a smile.
Then she heard the sound of water starting and Dongyang letting out a long sigh.
"But, I know Miss Chi wouldn't be so kind-hearted. I'll rely on myself."
"If this is your attempt at reverse psychology, congratulations, you've failed."
"That's just the way you are, Chi Yue. I didn't even get my hopes up."