Qiao Mei looked at Xia Zhe quietly and smiled as she gestured for him to go over to her side. Xia Zhe was in low spirits and he hung his head as he stood by the bed and looked at Qiao Mei.
"Come and sit down, why are you standing when you're already off duty and not training your soldiers." Qiao Mei smiled playfully and patted the edge of the bed, asking Xia Zhe to sit down.
Xia Zhe nodded and sat down gently next to Qiao Mei. He looked at her thoroughly and reached out to touch her face. His tightly furrowed brows showed no signs of relaxing.
Qiao Mei put her finger at the middle of Xia Zhe's forehead and said, "Why are you so nervous? It's not like I'm dead."
When Xia Zhe heard this, he quickly glared at Qiao Mei and said, "Pfft, touch wood! What nonsense are you saying!"
"Pfft, touch wood. I won't say it anymore. Look at how nervous you are," Qiao Mei said as she giggled.
