Chapter 118 Mi Yao, You Dare to Spit It Out

After dinner, Mi Yao finally regained some strength. Just as she had taken the dishes downstairs, the tyrant in the master bedroom started calling again, "Mi Yao, Mi Yao!"

"I'm coming!" She didn't want to lose her legs, so she hurried in.

However, the bedroom was empty.

"I'm in the bathroom, come in!"

"Oh." Mi Yao pushed open the bathroom door to see Feng Yueming standing tall and leggy by the toilet.

He looked back at her, "Come here, help me take off my pants, I need to pee."

Mi Yao's pupils shrank, and she stammered, "You... don't you have hands?"

Feng Yueming moved his right hand, which was scabbed over but still wrapped in gauze, "I got hurt for you, can't move it."

That reason... left her no room to refuse. But just a few days ago, when his hand was seriously injured, he hadn't asked for her help with peeing. Now that he was almost healed, why did he want her help?