"I'm fine, just a small scratch."
Even though Xue Changan said this, his eyes were still fixed on Bai Wenjing.
His wife was starting to care about him? Did this mean that she was no longer angry with him?
Feeling the man's burning gaze, Bai Wenjing raised her head and saw Xue Changan staring at her. Thinking that holding hands was a big taboo in ancient times, Bai Wenjing hurriedly let go of her hand.
Of course, she also took in the man's blushing face.
At this moment, the man looked like he was drunk. He looked at her with a dazed gaze. His face was slightly red, and even the tip of his ears were red. She felt that this man was a little cute.
Feeling the atmosphere around her heating up, Bai Wenjing looked away and nodded. it's good that you're fine. That stray dog wasn't in the plan? "
"He's not here."
