"Did that hurt when you fell just now?"
"Meow~" Wen Xiao'ai patted her little head with a small paw.
It hurt.
Jun Wuchen smiled, "Then let me rub it for you."
As he spoke, his cool hand covered her little head, gently rubbing it.
"How is it, does it not hurt anymore?"
"Meow~" Wen Xiao'ai smiled at him, her eyes squinting happily.
Thank you.
"You're really clever."
"What happened to this paw?"
Jun Wuchen noticed that it kept retracting, not resting on his leg, and there seemed to be traces of blood on its front paw.
"Are you injured?" he asked softly, holding her small paw to check.
"Meow~"
This person had a natural charisma; it seemed as if the most irritable person would unconsciously become calm and gentle after spending time with him.
Jun Wuchen took out a clean handkerchief from his clothes and carefully cleaned the blood and some dirt that had stuck to it.
