She could easily make him angry!
Or happy!
Or moody!
Jun Linyuan's heart skipped a bit and he bolted upright.
"Ahhh —"
Feng Wu had been sitting next to him and the momentum threw her off balance. She fell to the side.
But Jun Linyuan caught her in time.
"That hurts…"
Despite his quick reaction, Feng Wu still tilted over and stretched her wound.
"Ouch —" Feng Wu drew in her breath and tears welled up in her eyes.
That hurt. Please don't tell her that she had ripped her wound open again.
Feng Wu unwrapped the cape to check her shoulder blade.
"Good, there's no blood. The wound's fine." Feng Wu let out a breath of relief.
Seeing Feng Wu bare her shoulder without hesitation, Jun Linyuan frowned.
"Do you ever feel shy?" He stared at Feng Wu with conflicted feelings.
Her clothes had been torn and her shoulder was uncovered. No other girl would check her wound like that in front of a man.
