Chuntao's lips were on Nianzu's right cheek. His hand slipped from the zither and landed on her back. "Ahh," a low cry escaped his mouth because of the impact of the fall. Chuntao lifted her body only to meet his eyes, which were intently gazing at her, carrying an unusual expression.
She gulped and helped herself to move away from the body of Nianzu. Her hand slipped on the wooden floor, and her face banged against his chest. She widened her eyes and turned to look at the door, praying that no one would enter at that time. Nianzu wrapped his arm around her waist and moved her away. They both sat up on the floor.
Chuntao kept apologizing by bowing her head numerous times. Nianzu's left elbow hit hard against the floor when Chuntao landed over him. He moved his sleeve up when Chuntao placed her palm over her mouth. The elbow had reddened and she was scared that she might have broken his elbow.
