The little woman's next action was not at all surprising; she simply drew a tube of blood from his hand.
While his blood was being drawn, the man remained stoic, only slightly furrowing his eyebrows afterward, "Xiao Ge?"
What did she want his blood for?
"I let you work, that's your punishment."
Su Ge looked at the blood drawn, even intentionally swinging it evilly in front of the man.
Clearly not expecting this, the man was taken aback for several seconds before he laughed, "Is this little bit of blood satisfying? Do you want to draw some more?"
"That's enough." Su Ge fiercely dropped a sentence, then put away the drawn blood.
The man realized that this little woman's anger was truly extraordinary.
But, was she drawing his blood really just to punish him?
A hint of light flickered in the depth of his profound eyes.
The man worked until very late, and the little woman simply fell asleep on the sofa.
