Chapter 112 Dreamlike (2)

I took a sigh of relief and sat on the bed, raising my hand and patted my chest. I thought Wu Shao might be mad.

Not to say that someone was interrupted by good things, he was pushed by me, and the young master would have to be angry for a few days.

I didn't go looking for Jia Yu to explain what happened, but Jia Yu came over.

She asked me: "Your legs have recovered? No pain?"

I can't say a word.

Jia Yu snorted, "Forget it, you are not a...