"Sorry..."
Su Man felt utterly embarrassed.
She awkwardly propped herself up on her elbows to lighten the weight on Lu Yuwen, then noticed Lu Yuwen frowning slightly and anxiously asked, "Did I hurt you?"
Her skills were clearly good, so why was she always clumsy in front of him!
Lu Yuwen held Su Man's arm with one hand and said hoarsely, "Don't move."
Su Man froze, not daring to move.
Did she really hurt him? Where could it be? Chest, leg, or arm, or some other part?
The two were too close.
She held her breath, could feel Lu Yuwen's rapidly beating heart, the slightly warm body temperature, and his slightly damp, soft pajamas from sweating...
Unconsciously, she moved even closer to him.
Was it an illusion? Why did she feel that he was already so near, as if... only a millimeter away?
Then, softness touched softness, lightly.
Su Man was stunned.
