She was talking to Xuanyuan Po. Xuanyuan Po looked into her eyes, and countless rabbits were jumping in his heart. It was great that Little Ninth was concerned about him! Little Ninth did not even explain to Ren Xiaojie and Qin Xueling. She only spoke to him.
Qin Xueling pouted and said unhappily, "Little Ninth, I was very worried about you just now!"
"Me too, me too. I was so worried that I almost died!" Ren Xiaojie raised his hand. His eyes were sparkling as he stared at Beiting Huang like a little puppy that wanted to please its owner.
