"What do you think I'm going to do?" Qin Ruojing glared in response.
Chu Ge originally intended to keep a stern face and meet Qin Ruojing's gaze, but suddenly couldn't help but laugh, a bit helplessly. After all, this woman was concerned about him.
Chu Ge laughed, and the aggrieved Qin Ruojing soon laughed too, "Did that punch I just gave you hurt?"
Chu Ge exaggeratedly rubbed the spot on his chest where he got punched, "Of course it hurts, it almost killed me."
Qin Ruojing grabbed Chu Ge's hand and made him sit on the edge of the bed, "It really hurts that much? Want me to rub it for you?"
Chu Ge scratched his head, smiled, and said, "Sure, why not?"
To him, knowing Qin Ruojing's thin skin, she was just saying it; how could she really mean it?
But Qin Ruojing was serious; she even genuinely wanted to marry Chu Ge. What was there to fear about such a small thing?
