Qie Xieling wasn't afraid of a little blood. He stretched out his hand and asked, "Do you have a pocket knife or something?"
Luo Muchen had one but he didn't want to give it to him. Qie Xieling raised his head and looked at him before asking again. "Mu Mu do you have one or not?"
Luo Muchen bit his lip before saying, "How about we go down to the medical bay and the doctor can do it for you. It's safer that way," he said and Qie Xieling laughed. He didn't think he as the one who was supposed to be cut wasn't afraid but his boyfriend would be so scared for him.
"Why are you acting like the one who is supposed to get cut? Give it to me," he said and Luo Muchen locked gazes with him for a while without moving.