Bai Qingqing's eyes felt sore, and she almost cried. She said sobbingly, "I'm sorry."
Curtis hugged Bai Qingqing, kissing her tearing eyes, sucking away the moisture gently. "It's fine as long as you're alright. I've spoiled your food. I'll be very happy as long as you're not mad at me."
"How can you be so foolish!" Bai Qingqing glared at Curtis, not appearing threatening at all. After seeing the red scald marks on his chest, she gently pushed his chest and said, "Let me go. Let me take a look at your wounds."
Curtis's scales were tough. His flesh wasn't scalded even though he had rolled over the fire. It was just that a large area of his skin near his waist had turned red and was slightly wrinkled.
Curtis threw a casual look at his body and said, "I'm fine. I'll recover very soon."
