Didn't you say there were five kills to watch for injuries?
Gu Jiao's eyes widened as she shook her head vigorously in his embrace: "No, no! Definitely not!"
Falling ill doesn't count as being injured!
She didn't lose a single hair!
Xiao Hen felt the fuzzy head in his arms moving around, tickling his chest. Taking a deep breath, he held Gu Jiao's shoulders and made her sit up straight.
He then looked into her eyes without blinking, "You really didn't get hurt?"
Gu Jiao faced his gaze with candor, "I really didn't get hurt!"
She would never admit that she had nearly died several times, had turned into a small ice sculpture on the tundra, and had suffered a serious illness.
Did Xiao Hen not understand her?
Even if the sky were pierced with a hole, she would never show a trace of guilt.
But she had changed the subject too quickly just now. It was impossible that nothing had happened on the border.
Xiao Hen directly asked, "Where are you hurt?" Xiao Hen asked.
