Master Tuantuan released Qin Xin, clenched his fist, and gave her a deep look.
Then he suddenly turned his back: "You leave."
Qin Xin was taken aback.
Somewhat confused: "Master, don't you... need me?"
The man's voice was hoarse: "No need."
Qin Xin frowned: "But your forehead is really hot, and your pulse shows high qi and blood, are you..."
The man's breath slightly caught.
Nearly forgot how skilled the little woman's medical expertise was. Did she just diagnose that his need right now, in that respect, was quite intense?
Tensed for a moment.
The next second, Qin Xin curiously asked: "Master, did you practice martial arts wrongly, and your yang energy is unbalanced?"
The man: "..."
Unexpectedly let out a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the little woman didn't think of anything embarrassing.
He resolutely spoke again: "You... go out first."
If she doesn't leave, he really can't guarantee he won't do something to her.
Qin Xin: "..."
