The man's warm fingertips gently stroked her face.

"Where's the injury?"

he asked tenderly again.

Feng Jiuer grabbed the blanket with one hand, held his arm with the other hand, and pushed him hard.

"I'm fine, Uncle Nine Emperors, let me go first, we are here now, it's very embarrassing!"

Di Wuya still held her head, and he could completely ignore the force she exerted on his arm.

"Are you really okay?"

"fine!"

Feng Jiuer opened her eyes and met his gaze, "Let me go! If you have something to say... say it carefully!"

"Jiu'er."

Di Wuya's arms went down and suddenly tightened, hugging the weak body tightly.

"My second brother has received a letter."

He put his chin on her head and whispered.

Feng Jiuer blinked, walked away from him for a moment, and looked up at him.

"how?

What did he say?"

"Everything is fine."
Chapter completed!