Chu Qianli never expected that before she hit the ground, she would be caught by an arm.
Softly, she fell into a warm embrace.
She almost wanted to curse, but her breath was chaotic, and at this moment, she could only focus on breathing. How could she have the energy to curse?
Once she finally caught her breath, Chu Qianli opened her eyes and glared at the man holding her horizontally, her palm-sized little face flushed with anger.
"Bastard..."
"Hmm?" Feng Yexuan raised an eyebrow, looked down to meet her angry gaze, his face still expressionless, but a gleam of mischief flashed in his eyes.
"Didn't you yourself say you were fine, only then did I put you down? I can't keep holding you once you're well, right? What if you think I'm trying to take advantage of you?"
"You..."
"However, I didn't expect you to be so fragile, unable even to walk properly."
He coldly laughed, his tone seeming like sarcasm, but also like teasing, as if secretly enjoying himself.
