She was about to move away when Chu Qi put his hand behind her head and he bent down to kiss her again.
Unlike the peck from before, he kissed her more intensely this time.
Men could always pick up such techniques instinctively when it came to moments like this.
He had started out clumsy and inexperienced, but he slowly improved his technique.
Ji'er was completely dizzy from the kiss and could barely stand. If Chu Qi was not holding on to her, she would have fallen to the floor.
After Chu Qi calmed himself down, he frowned when he saw her looking a little pale. He carried her in his arms and set her down on the bed.
"Are you feeling unwell?" he asked huskily.
Ji'er lay against the pillow with her eyes slightly closed. She found it a little difficult to explain.
"What's wrong?" Chu Qi thought she was sick when she did not say a word. He quickly reached out to feel her forehead.
Ji'er pushed his hand away. "I'm not sick…"
