Merry closed her eyes under the unprecedented shock of pain. It was three seconds of free fall before she landed in a pair of strong arms that caught her just in time.
"Huh? It doesn't hurt." She closed her eyes and said. An extremely cold voice made her shudder. "Isn't it? I wonder why?"
She was stunned. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Roger hugging her. For a moment, she looked at his handsome silhouette close at hand, and couldn't help feeling dazed. She swallowed, staring at his beautiful face, so close.
'No, what are you doing? He is the hooligan who kidnapped you. Now is not the time to chase stars.' Roger's arms around her waist became even tighter, causing her to scream in fright. "Ah, ah, your finger, your finger, you're stabbing me, idiot."
"If you hit the ground, it will hurt more than my finger poking your lower back," he said dangerously. His eyes were black as an ominous storm.
