"Gentle... gentle, it hurts, my whole body hurts..."
Zhou Yuan was covered in a fine sweat, the kind of pain from muscle tearing was truly unbearable.
"Oww..."
Chu Ran was almost crying in a panic, feeling clumsy for the first time: "I didn't do it on purpose."
Zhou Yuan of course knew that the young mistress didn't do it on purpose, but the pain was on him.
Fortunately, with her help, they shakily made it to the bathroom.
"You... hurry up, I won't peek!"
To prove she wasn't that shameless, Chu Ran even turned her back, but some things only get worse the more you try to explain.
"Ah..."
Just as she let go, Zhou Yuan almost fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and complaining, "Young mistress, are you trying to murder me?"
"I really have no strength right now, can I trouble you for a moment?"
If he hadn't been pushed to a certain extent, would he be in such an awkward situation?
It could only be said that fate is cruel, too embarrassing!
"What?"