Seeing that An Rao was silent, Bo Xiao did not force her. "Forget it, go up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Xiao reached out to help An Rao unbuckle her seatbelt. "Hiss." Bo Xiao's arm suddenly trembled and he frowned.
"What's wrong?" An Rao was about to get out of the car but sat back down and asked.
"It's nothing." Bo Xiao rolled up his sleeves a little, revealing a bandaged arm.
"This?"
"Those pirates were a little difficult to deal with last time. It's nothing, just a small injury." Bo Xiao waved his hand and looked indifferent, but his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring the pain.
An Rao suddenly felt a strange sense of guilt. After she returned to China, Xia Wanyuan had told her that with Bo Xiao's level, he shouldn't have participated in such a rescue. To a large extent, Bo Xiao was there to save her.
"Why don't you go upstairs and have some tea before leaving?" An Rao looked at Bo Xiao's arm.
