In the midst of pressing affairs, Li Mengxia felt sympathetic toward her master. She could see his solitary figure and felt quite sorry for him. In theory, she should not allow herself to get distracted even the slightest bit when maneuvering the vessel. However, Li Mengxia's attention was taken away for a brief moment, and the ship started to face turbulence as though she was sailing a pirate ship through violent seas.
The ship was not very spacious. Under tremendous jolts, Di Fuyi's body threw himself at Gu Xijiu. She did not see him coming and collapsed onto the ground along with him. She had become his cushion!
He was tall, and she was petite. Hence, Gu Xijiu was entirely in his embrace when he pinned her to the ground. His scent shrouded her entirely, and Gu Xijiu's heart started to beat out of control, and her face was utterly reddened.
