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."

his hand

and get you some

she turned around and went back to

the ground and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

Sigh.

really has a bad look

disappeared, and there was only endless resentment in

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

one smooth motion. She opened the small medicine chest and quickly took out the blood styptic cotton, and then

sighed in his

dignity of a man today was completely gone.'

it's gone, then it's

ready

your eyes? Take the styptic cotton?" A clear and pleasant voice

in front of him in shock and confusion. He asked, "Aren't you going to help

help you?

quickly walked out of the bathroom, leaving Michael, who was holding two pieces of styptic cotton in his hands, standing

'What the f*ck!'

'She was ruthless!'

end, he stuffed the clothes into his

of the styptic cotton was really too strong.