Meng Ya shut her eyes for a painful impact that never came. It was a freefall of three seconds and then she landed in a pair of strong arms that caught her in time.
"Ah? It's not painful," she said with her eyes still shut.
An extremely cold voice spoke that made her shudder. "Isn't it? I wonder why?"
Meng Ya froze. Her eyes flew open and she saw Fu Renshu was carrying her in his arms. For a moment, she slipped into a trance seeing his handsome profile so up and close. A gulp passed her throat, gazing at his beautiful face at such proximity.
No, no! What are you doing? He is the hooligan who has kidnapped you! This is not the time to be starstruck!
Fu Renshu tightened his grasp on her waist, making her yelp. "Ah, ah! Your fingers! Your fingers! You are stabbing me, idiot!"
"If you had hit the ground, the pain would have been much more than just my fingers poking your waist," he dangerously said. His gaze was as dark as some ominous storm.
