62 Touched

At this moment, a figure silently appeared at the door. It was Xie Jiuhan.

"Jiu Jiu, you're back?" Through the super hearing, Feng Qing instantly knew that he was back. Hence, she smiled and greeted him as she pounced on him.

However, to her and Xie Qi's surprise, Xie Jiuhan waved his hand and stopped her. "Stand there and don't move!" Xie Jiuhan's voice was very, very cold. Feng Qing jumped in fright and immediately stopped. However, she suddenly smelled blood.

"Oh? Blood? Jiu Jiu, could it be your blood? Are you injured?" Feng Qing asked nervously. If her eyes could see, she would realize that Xie Jiuhan was only wearing a pair of black boxer shorts. His naked upper body was covered in blood.

"Tsk! You have to remember one thing. No one can hurt me yet. This blood isn't mine, it belongs to those useless people. Go back to the room and wait for me. When I'm done bathing, I'll see you immediately."