After initial inspections and treatment, Wen Xiaoxiao finally awakened.
Before the little girl opened her eyes, she instinctively extended her arms, as if wanting to embrace something.
"Brother Fang, hurry up and run, hurry up and run..."
Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei exchanged a smile.
Qin Xianfei helped Wen Xiaoxiao up and looked at her, not without jealousy.
"What's so good about that jerk that makes you so devoted to him?"
Wen Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw Qin Xianfei instantly, blushing involuntarily.
"Stop it, I'm just worried about Brother Fang. By the way, why am I here?"
She sounded like a smart little songbird, chirping away with questions.
"Brother Fang, Sister Fairy Consort, are you two hurt?"
"Where's our car? Did it get wrecked?"
"Why aren't you talking? Amitabha, thank goodness everyone is fine."
...
Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei exchanged helpless smiles.
Yang Fei looked at Wen Xiaoxiao with concern: "How are you feeling? Hungry? Shall we go eat?"
