"How am I?!" Leng Zirui pressed.
Talking about some male friend of a girlfriend, could it be that she was testing him?!
This man, who never lost his composure even in the face of the strongest enemies, at this moment, inexplicably felt somewhat agitated.
"You... you..." Xu Xia suddenly sat up straight, "Actually, I'm fine. It's getting late, I should sleep now!"
In her panic, she stepped directly on the drink can she had casually placed on the ground earlier. Her foot slipped, and she fell towards the floor.
Leng Zirui sprang up, hooked his arm around her waist, and with a swift motion, he lifted her body, causing Xu Xia to crash directly into his embrace.
Her waist was slim, his arm could just encircle it, feeling the softness unique to women, Leng Zirui didn't release her. Instead, he tightened his grip.
Her body pressed closely against his chest, her face right next to his neck, feeling his breath suddenly surrounding her, Xu Xia's heart pounded frantically.
"Thank you!"
