Minutes later, Ren Xiaoxue was being held by Qin Hao. She was panting slightly, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead, and she leaned weakly into Qin Hao's arms, but her physical condition was much improved.
"Hey."
Qin Hao helplessly nudged Ren Xiaoxue, saying, "If you're not feeling bad anymore, get up and stand on your own. The way you look now, it's easy for people to misunderstand."
Ren Xiaoxue's face was flushed, she was panting slightly, her body limp like mud, which made Qin Hao feel amused yet helpless.
Hearing Qin Hao mention misunderstanding, Ren Xiaoxue glared at him indignantly and blurted, "It's your fault in the first place."
But as soon as she said these words, Ren Xiaoxue's face reddened. The thought of herself in Qin Hao's arms, causing people's imaginations to run wild, made her instantly feel overwhelmingly shy...
