Lin Tian shook his head, patted his shoulder, and said, "I'm fine. This bulletproof vest is of great quality. But when you held my head just now, I almost suffocated. I'm still a bit dizzy now."
Chen Moxiang, hearing this, looked a few more times and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she found out he was indeed okay. She patted her broad chest and said, "As long as you're fine. If you're dizzy, just rest for a while."
Lin Tian blinked, grinned like a goofy dog, and asked, "Were you really worried about me just now?"
Chen Moxiang's body stiffened for a moment, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she glared fiercely at Lin Tian, "Worried, my ass! Didn't you see not a single tear from me?"
Lin Tian took a closer look, and it was indeed true.
In fact, Chen Moxiang had rubbed her eyes with her hands just now, wiping away the tears so Lin Tian couldn't see them.
