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Xiao Ruo was in an excellent mood as she finally said, "Take off your outer clothes, I'll treat your wound."
If what this man said was true and his people were nearby, then if he really died here, they might trace it back to her. She couldn't risk the lives of Changer and Laosan as a joke.
The masked man was so angry he couldn't even speak, but he just couldn't make a move against her.
Not because he was poisoned by her, but because of her lively expressions and her clear-cut, uncompromising character.
"Are you married?" he suddenly asked.
"None of your damn business!" Xiao Ruo replied with a bad tone.
By now the pain inside the masked man had subsided. Ignoring the cold sweat trickling down his forehead, he stared at her intently, "Of course, it's my business, because I think I'm starting to like you a little."
Xiao Ruo's hand shook and she suddenly looked up at him with a strange expression, "Do you have a masochistic streak or something?"