"It's nothing, cough, I'm fine..."
Hearing Han Xiaoru wailing as if she had lost both parents, Sima Rou almost lost her balance and fell headfirst from the tree.
What were you thinking?
Did you really mistake that "big cat" for your mother?
"Silly girl..."
She massaged her forehead and smiled bitterly, forcing her inner qi to descend from the tree gracefully.
It was evident that in the recent battle, she had indeed expended too much, her spirit was traumatized, and now her face was quite pale, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down her forehead.
"Mother, you're okay, haha."
Han Xiaoru picked up her mother in a hug and spun around.
Tears hadn't dried yet, but her eyes and eyebrows were all bent in a smile.
"You really are a silly girl."
Sima Rou reached out, but this time she tapped lightly on Han Xiaoru's head.
She wondered if she had hit her too much and too hard in the past, making the child a bit not-so-smart.
