With a coquettish glower, An Yiqing sat up and was about to get out of bed.
However, before she could take a step, her legs gave out, and she began to tumble toward the plush carpet below.
Gu Yelin's reflexes were sharp, and he flashed to her side, catching An Yiqing in his arms just as she was about to fall.
"Where are you going? Your body is still very weak; don't move," he said as he carefully placed An Yiqing back on the bed, his expression serious as if he were handling the most precious treasure of his life.
"It's all your doing, isn't it? I've always been in good health!" An Yiqing pouted her lips, expressing her discontent.
Gu Yelin couldn't help but nod with a wry smile, letting An Yiqing blame him. It had been their first time together the previous day, and although he had tried to control himself, it was inevitable that An Yiqing would feel some discomfort. The memory of An Yiqing's pained tears last night made Gu Yelin's heart ache.
