Seeing Fang Yi finally take off his clothes, Shen Binnan felt somewhat triumphant; this guy was finally listening to her.
Sitting down beside Fang Yi, she asked, "Where are you hurt?"
Bare-chested, Fang Yi immediately turned around to face her, and seeing him shirtless in front of her, Shen Binnan instinctively took a step back, putting some distance between them.
Pretending to be surprised, Fang Yi said, "Weren't you going to rub medicinal alcohol on me? Why are you sitting so far away?"
Shen Binnan certainly couldn't admit she was shy because if she did, this guy would make fun of her.
"You suddenly took off your shirt. I'm a bit uncomfortable," she retorted flatly, evading the real reason.
"Oh, I see," Fang Yi said, feigning realization, and then bent his arms upwards, flexing his biceps while smiling, "Quick, look, isn't my body very strong?"
A touch of red flitted across Shen Binnan's icy façade, and she replied coolly, "I don't think so."
