Xie Jingxing looked at her in confusion and said, "You're not fully recovered yet. Rest well."
"It's just a flesh wound." Shen Miao took the initiative to say, "Let's go out."
When she woke up today, she was really a little abnormal. Firstly, Shen Miao was not a person who liked to play, and secondly, she was much friendlier than before.
He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you do something to let me down behind my back?"
"Yes." Shen Miao nodded seriously.
"Is it related to Pei Lang?" Xie Jingxing's expression turned cold.
Shen Miao took a deep breath. She felt that Xie Jingxing really had wild imaginations. She asked with a long face, "Are you going or not?"
Before Xie Jingxing could speak, he heard a voice behind him. "He's going."
