Jing Sitian's figure was dainty and small, yet full of strength. She managed to support Baili Mu, this man over six feet tall, although it looked somewhat strenuous.
Baili Mu looked down at the girl in his arms, both gentle and resolute, and smiled awkwardly, "I really apologize, this sort of thing should be left to Tang En. Why don't you help me sit down first, and when Tang En arrives, let him assist me with walking."
Jing Sitian was also afraid of accidentally dropping the Prince, which would be a big offense, so she obediently helped him sit down again.
As a professional nurse and member of the great medical community, Jing Sitian was unfazed by gender differences; it was her job, after all.
But for Baili Mu, it was different. Just now, all his weight pressed against the girl's gentle body, and this close contact made him feel a particularly unique sensation.
The Prince's face quietly turned red.
