Jin Ling pulled her into a tight embrace.
Qiao Xixi felt the warmth from his body and let out a comfortable sigh.
"Does the wound on your waist still hurt?"
The most severe of Jin Ling's external injuries was on his side, where a monster's sharp claws had torn a large gash. Although he had immediately used Strong Healing Glue after leaving the Watchtower, his internal organs had still been damaged, so his recovery wasn't as fast.
"It's already healed."
Qiao Xixi lay in his arms, her cool fingertips slowly tracing a path up his side.
Jin Ling's breath hitched. When he spoke again, his voice was laced with a raw huskiness. "Xixi…"
Qiao Xixi's fingertips gently landed on the scar on his side. It felt even smoother than the surrounding skin. She knew it was newly grown flesh.
"Jin Ling, thank you all."
Qiao Xixi suddenly leaned down, showering the pinkish new flesh with delicate kisses.
