"But you have to promise me... no more getting hurt."
Even though she hadn't spelled it out, the sight of him being carried unconscious from the car by the villa guards had truly terrified her.
She tightened her arms around him, burying her head deeper into the crook of his neck.
Mu Jingxi's heart felt scorchingly hot as she teased him. He tilted his head and pecked her on the crown of her hair, "Worried about me?"
"...You know I am."
"Don't worry, I won't die."
Qiao An swiftly lifted her head, grabbed his ear, and yanked hard, "Isn't it bad luck to keep talking about life and death all the time? Stop bringing it up!"
She hated death!
The guards observed this scene, startled. Miss Qiao was... was pretty fierce!
Only she would dare treat the young master like this.
But then again, with how much the young master doted on her, a pulled ear was nothing. If Miss Qiao wanted to ride on his head, the young master would nod in agreement in a minute.