Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled at Lan Xiao.
He didn't answer Lan Xiao's question. Instead, he reached out and pulled Lan Xiao into his arms.
It had only been a day since they last met, and he already missed her.
At this moment, he didn't want to do anything or say anything. He just wanted to hold her quietly for a while.
Lan Xiao's heart was filled with sweetness. She pursed her lips slightly and hugged Wen Muchu's waist back.
She rested her face on his shoulder and caught a glimpse of a small scar on his face.
A trace of blood could be seen under the broken skin.
She frowned slightly and her heart trembled slightly.
She quickly pushed him away and reached out to touch the wound on his face.
"Chu Chu, what grazed your face? Look, it's bleeding. Yingluo, are you in pain?"
Lan Xiao's heart ached for Wen Muchu. He subconsciously guessed that Wen Muchu must have met with some kind of danger during his mission today.
