"I'm fine, my jaw is just a little sore."
Xu Qing'er blushed, lowered her head slightly, and said, "Young master, Qing'er will go fetch some water for you to wash up."
Before Feng Wuji could react, Xu Qing'er cast a spell, and the scattered clothes around the room flew onto her body as if they had a mind of their own.
Chapter 131