Miao Feishuang nodded, "You go out first, I'll apply the medicine, change clothes, and then come out."
"Alright." Lu Yuhao strode out and closed the door.
He arrived at the living room, where Mu Anhan was being embraced and kissed by Gu Xiaozhan.
Standing at a distance, he watched the scene and couldn't help but light a cigarette, refraining from disturbing them.
Miao Feishuang applied the ointment herself in front. Her back was taken care of by Lu Yuhao; she just needed to apply it on her limbs.
The thought of her so-called husband being so intimate with her for the first time, just to apply medicine to her horribly injured body, made her smile bitterly.
Indeed, her marriage with him was not suited for romanticism.
She changed her clothes, walked out, and sat on the sofa with Lu Yuhao.
Mu Anhan's face was still red from being kissed indiscriminately by this man; she would naturally feel shy, okay?
