Thankfully, it was a false alert and Liu'er didn't throw up. Instead, she got distracted by the pretty man sitting next to her young miss. She blinked at him. "Oh, good evening, sir."
Ji Mo Yuan nodded but didn't say anything, instead choosing to lie down. His chest rose and fell quickly as he tried to catch his breath and the burning feeling in his hands spread to his arms and shoulders. So much for being a better person. Next time, he would just avoid all acts of chivalry and suggest leaving the girl alone on the ground. His body might still be in his early twenties but he sure felt much older right now.
"Sir, you don't look good," Liu'er commented as she noticed his bright-red face and short breath. "I mean, your looks are very pretty but you don't look fine."
