He saw the thick red welts, already swollen, on his back through the mirror.
He took out a bottle of medicinal liquor from the drawer and poured it from his shoulder down, the pain more intense than he had imagined.
Gritting his teeth, sweat broke out on his forehead.
The old man really did hit hard...
Well, having been a soldier all his life, to be finally resisted by his own son, not to mention that a general's pride couldn't be overcome.
Yin Shixiu propped himself on the sink with one hand, using the other to rub the welts from being hit!
The medicinal liquor seeped into the wounds, it truly hurt...
"Uncle, can I ask you a ques...tion..."
Suddenly, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Su Xiaomeng poked her head in.
She thought Yin Shixiu hadn't stripped completely yet, so she didn't knock...
Who knew...
She looked at the firm back facing her... covered with five or six shocking red marks...
Each was swollen to the point of looking like tiny hills...
