Feng Nu's face turned red, she glanced at Nian Bing and asked, "Does your chest still hurt? I..."
Nian Bing grabbed Feng Nu's hand and said, "I'm fine, I have a thick skin. Seeing you, I feel all my wounds have healed. Feng Nu, did you come specifically to see me? Do the elders of your clan know?"
Feng Nu's eyes reddened, remembering the worry of the recent days. She threw herself into Nian Bing's chest, tightly embraced him, buried her face in his chest and burst into tears.
Nian Bing was taken aback by Feng Nu's crying. Not knowing what to say, he just held her petite body, feeling the comforting elasticity against him, his heart filled with tenderness.