Septuplet And Their Super Daddy

"Ouch..."

The sound of pain came from the bathroom and clearly fell into Catherine's ears.

Shocked, she hurriedly opened the bedroom door and rushed to the bathroom with hurry footsteps.

When she came to the bedroom, she saw Michael crawling on the ground. Seeing this, she couldn't help but let out a giggle.

Hearing this, Michael turned his head and looked at the woman who was standing behind him, covering her mouth and laughing at him.

Two lines of nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils.

'What the f*ck!'

'It's so embarrassing.'

'Today, I'm so ashamed of myself.'

Michael wanted to die now. 'This damn jerk! What on earth am I doing!'

"Are you okay? Can you still stand up? Do you want to stop the bleeding and wash up first?"

Catherine's voice came behind. There was still concern in her tone, which showed that this woman still cared about him.

"There's no need. It's just a little nosebleed. It's not that big of a deal."

prone on the floor, waved his hand at the

you

turned around and went back to the

the ground and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

Sigh.

has a bad look

and there was only endless resentment in his eyes.

a sound of footsteps coming from the outside. Catherine came over with a small medicine box.

wanted to ask himself to come over, but her actions were done in one smooth motion. She opened the small medicine chest and quickly took out the blood styptic cotton, and then

Michael sighed in his

the dignity of a man today was completely gone.'

gone, then it's gone.'

eyes, Michael was ready to accept the woman's help.

you closing your eyes? Take the styptic cotton?" A clear and

and looked at the woman in front of him in shock and confusion. He asked, "Aren't you going to help me?"

help you? Stuff

walked out of the bathroom, leaving Michael, who was holding two

'What the f*ck!'

'She was ruthless!'

in dissatisfaction. In the end, he stuffed the clothes into his

the effect of the styptic