"Ah Mu, what I want is a sharp weapon for my hands." Kongsi's toes crushed the girl's already scarred hands hard, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his tone was stern, "I'll put an end to those thoughts that I shouldn't have as soon as possible!"
Lifting up his face that was dripping with cold sweat, Ah Mu said dully - OK.
It's just a trivial luxury. If you want it, take it.
Sig opened his watery green eyes, looking at her at a loss as she was covered with injuries, "Ah Mu, I... I'll give you medicine right now." The defiant and irritable young man was extremely obedient at the moment. He held Ah Mu's face distressedly, while applying the medicine carefully, breathing gently, and murmuring from time to time, "Ah Mu, I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt anymore."
I don't know when, the increasingly empty heart was filled bit by bit by this young man who likes to blow up hair like a little wolfdog.