Shi Beiyu did not know what to say. "I thought you had forgotten about it."
Mu Siyin blushed as she hung her head low and said in embarrassment, "I wasn't expecting to fall sick."
Upon hearing this, Shi Beiyu stood up from the sofa. Mu Siyin looked up the moment she heard the noise. By then, he had already leaned down toward her, held her waist, and carried her up from the sofa.
Mu Siyin was too tiny. To Shi Beiyu, carrying her was as easy as carrying a doll.
Mu Siyin panicked. "Y-You want to..."
Seeing how nervous she looked, Shi Beiyu could not help but laugh. "Don't worry about it. I'm no beast."
Not to mention sick, Mu Siyin had also lost a lot of energy after being possessed by Mu Siyun. Why would he touch her when her body was so weak?
Mu Siyin laid against his chest in relief as he placed her onto the bed.
