"You can even fall on flat ground?"
Xie Xingyun frowned and pressed her wound lightly.
Bai Xianyu gasped, "Can you be gentler?"
Her voice sounded angry, but when she saw the person's face clearly, her heart strangely calmed down.
Xie Xingyun's gaze shifted from her leg to her fair and straight neck. His expression was a little dark. "You ran out in a disheveled state. Were you afraid that I'll do something to your guard?"
Bai Xianyu wanted to pull her leg back from his hand, but the moment she moved, she felt a sharp pain.
The man held her calf tightly and said softly, "Don't be anxious. He won't die."
Bai Xianyu felt that if she had the strength, she would definitely kick him in the face.
"If it weren't for you, would I have fallen? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"
