Does your husband hurt?(9)

"Hmm?" Jing Muchen looked at her gently.

Today, Su Ruowan had combed her hair into a flower bud and wore a black shirt with a line collar. It made her face look even more fair and small. Her entire person looked even smaller. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a female university student in her early twenties.

"I'm asking you, does your face still hurt?"She looked at him with heartache and reached out to touch his cold face." Which side of your face did she hit?"

Jing Muchen chuckled at the concern in her words." It's been a week. Do you think it still hurts?"

Su Ruowan pouted her lips and rubbed his handsome face with her small hand," Why didn't you tell me? If Uncle Qian hadn't said it today, I wouldn't have known that you were bullied."