_Pffft._
This was not the sound of laughter.
Blood burst out from Xu Yourong's lips.
It all fell on Chen Changsheng's body.
Chen Changsheng cut a rather sorry figure.
Xu Yourong opened her eyes and saw this sight. A moment's thought was enough to guess at what had happened.
She used her sleeve to wipe the blood off her lips, revealing a naughty smile.
Chen Changsheng had no mind for himself. Seeing her pale face, he worriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
Xu Yourong knew of his obsession with cleanliness, and seeing him not care about it slightly moved her. Taking out a handkerchief, she carefully wiped the blood off his face.
"With the clotted blood removed, I'm fine."
She faced the twilight and closed her eyes to meditate and treat her injuries, but Chen Changsheng had gotten the wrong impression.
Chen Changsheng felt somewhat embarrassed, but he was even more concerned, even after she said that she was fine.
