Gu Xiaoer pouted with a smile: "Hehe, this little injury doesn't compare to the one on your arm! It's fine, just a scrape. Did you have your wound treated by a nurse?"
The girl casually waved her hand, sucked on a piece of watermelon, and was filled with happiness.
"It's no big deal, I've already applied medicine to it."
Seeing her looking like a little glutton, Han Luoli didn't say anything more and walked over to gently cover her bandaged chest, "Does it hurt?"
Knowing he cared about her, Gu Xiaoer's little head shook like a rattle: "Doesn't hurt, not one bit. But, I wonder if the person secretly trying to kill me will have a headache when they find out the truth. Hehehe..."
After speaking, she mischievously laughed like a little fox.
Han Luoli also chuckled foolishly beside her, a relieved kind of chuckle.
Yes, Gu Xiaoer wasn't injured, or rather, she pretended to be injured deliberately.
