Chapter 116 Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After jumping into the mud, Zhou Li regretted it.

Very regretful, extremely regretful.

He had never anticipated that Little Deer would falter in the mud.

Slowly climbing out of a puddle of mud, Zhou Li knelt down, pale-faced, covering his chest, looking like he was about to die, which was both lamentable and laughable.

Meanwhile, Little Deer, standing shyly to the side, gingerly stepped on the ground, and said with a guilty tone, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to someone riding on me, I'm not used to it."

"You shouldn't be trying to kill me, though."

Zhou Li, trembling, said, "My thighs, my chest, my liver, my heart…"

"Are all problematic?"

Little Deer became panicky.

"It's nothing serious."

Zhou Li stood up, dusted off, and calmly said, "It's just an internal injury."

"Do you need treatment?"

Little Deer hesitated and asked, "It seems like you've hit your head."

"Hey, how did my attempt to ease your tension with a cold joke turn into me having a bad brain?"