"You bastard, what did you do to me?"
Ximen Qingxue glared at Li Chen with a face full of dismay and resentment.
Li Chen didn't respond, just pointed to the scratches on his neck and chest, and the bite marks on his shoulder.
Ximen Qingxue blinked her big eyes and tentatively asked, "Did I do all of this?"
Li Chen curled his lips and said, "Yeah, you little flirt!"
Ximen Qingxue felt a bit wronged, having suffered a "big loss" and being called a flirt by Li Chen.
She sniffed, wanting to cry, but no tears came out, so after a couple of dry sobs and feeling a bit foolish, she had to give up.
"Squeak, squeak!"
The Lightning Weasel, which had been keeping watch outside, bared its teeth at Li Chen upon hearing its master's dry sobs.
However, when Li Chen gave it a glare, it turned back into a docile cat, lying on the ground, not daring to move.
"Put on some clothes!"
Li Chen took out a set of women's clothing from his storage space and handed it to Ximen Qingxue.
