"You're not only alive; you're going to get me out of here alive, too."
Yuan Ling had only meant to tease him, but when she heard his words, she froze. She realized she might have gone too far.
She propped herself up and fixed her gaze on him.
Then she raised a hand and punched Ben Yu in the arm as he lay there staring up at the sky.
Ben Yu turned his head in surprise after being punched for no apparent reason, looking at the pink-highlighted girl who had leaned forward with effort just to hit him.
Her hair fell beside her clever, slightly plump face, lifting and settling without direction in the gentle breeze and with her small movements.
It brushed against his arm, perhaps unintentionally, perhaps on purpose.
The touch made his arm tingle.
He followed the strands of hair upward, only to meet her gaze.
Ben Yu stared blankly for two seconds, then hurriedly looked away and turned his eyes back to the sky.
What a sky...
He...
For the first time, he saw sincerity in her eyes.
"Does it hurt? Good! It's supposed to!"
Yuan Ling gritted her teeth and forced the words out one by one. The movement tugged at her abdomen, and the pain forced her to brace herself with one hand and scoot backward, while she pressed the other against her wound.
Were these two putting on some story about a clever, playful junior sister and a wealthy, refined scoundrel?
Sensing something off in the air, Zheng Wuyou scowled and yanked Yuan Ling back from in front of her.
Good thing they'd made it out of the forest alive.
Otherwise, that pig would've gotten to her fresh cabbage.
After Wuyou helped her scoot back to where she'd been, Yuan Ling took a