I just put down the phone and unexpectedly, he called back.

The message prompt sounds and the screen lights up.

"Does it still hurt?"

he asked.

She stopped and picked up the phone again.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

As soon as I typed out these three words, I suddenly thought of something and deleted them one by one.

Re-enter.

"It still hurts a little."

He sent me a pitiful puppy expression.

Lying down, rubbing his round, moist eyes.

Seems extremely squeamish.

The phone was silent for nearly three minutes.
Chapter completed!