Miles’s small mouth was full of grievances, and he was a man anyway, so he couldn’t cry.
Everly looked at his cute appearance, resisted smiling, pinched his fingers and gently wiped with a tissue, and comforted: “It’s okay, just wipe it clean.”
Miles frowned, and asked Nuonuo, “Don’t you need to sterilize it?”
Everly took a look and said patiently, “No.”
“Really? But the doctors give injections and disinfect them all”
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