Worried?
Wen Yi questioned herself, was she worried about him?
If not, then what did her current behavior amount to?
Admit it, you're worried about him, extremely worried, afraid that something might happen to him, so you got scared and cried.
She pursed her lips, unwilling to answer his question, but her head kept lowering forcefully, rubbing against the top of his head.
"I'll take you home, it's raining so hard outside, and your body is so hot, I'll take you back to your room."
While crying, she tried to help him up, dragging his entire tall frame onto her back.
The places Shen Qiyu was affected by the chili water were really uncomfortable, even if the heavy rain seemed unable to wash it away.
When she helped him up and he managed to stand, he felt his whole body was groggy.
Wen Yi wasn't scared of his weight, she managed to drag him all the way back to her room, from the first floor to the fifth, it took almost half an hour to get there.
