Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could collect herself, she was pulled up by Xiao Jiu, who frowned and glared at her, "Didn't I tell you not to come over?!"
Xiao Qi pouted, stood up, and a few drops of fresh blood splattered on her white and tender little face, "Ninth Brother, are you hurt?"
Xiao Jiu's brows relaxed a bit, and he raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains off her face, "Did it hurt from the fall?"
"No!" Xiao Qi quickly shook her head to deny it, her small face smiling with two dimples, and her big eyes were round and bright, "Ninth Brother, when you're here, it won't hurt when I fall; you'll protect me."
Xiao Jiu didn't respond, instead taking the double knives from her hands and using some grass to wipe the blood off, "Don't act impulsively again; it's very dangerous."
"Aren't you here?"
"What if I'm not here tomorrow?"
"But you said you'd be here forever..."
