He remembered, he had thrown her out.
Right away, he was frightened into a cold sweat.
He hurriedly took off her clothes to check her.
Ye Xiaoyu was startled awake by his rough movements and hurriedly grabbed his hand in a panic: "What are you doing!"
Anjue was somewhat nervous: "Let me see if you're hurt anywhere, if it hurt when you fell."
Only then did Ye Xiaoyu understand what he wanted to do, and she let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm fine, I just fell on the sofa, nothing serious."
"I'm not at ease, let me take a look."
As he spoke, he started tugging at her clothes again.
"It's really nothing." Ye Xiaoyu had the urge to cry, this person was always so unreasonable. In the end, she couldn't escape his hands, was stripped bare by him, and thoroughly checked again. Her fair skin was as translucent as jade, emitting a glow, and there were no wounds on her body.
Only then did he feel reassured.
He picked her up.
"What are you doing?"
"Going for a bath."
