"I'm about to be strangled by you." Qin Yi looked extremely annoyed.
"I'm not letting go..." Duan Yiyi tightened her arms around Qin Yi's neck.
Qin Yi felt awkward, as Duan Yiyi's chest was pressed too tightly against his, and he could clearly feel the astonishing elasticity.
Qin Yi, helpless, could only stick out his tongue, rolling his eyes, looking like he was truly being strangled.
Duan Yiyi wrinkled her nose, let go of Qin Yi, and jumped off him.
"Let's go out. Everyone's been worried about you. They'll be so happy to see you awake."
Duan Yiyi laughed, "Little hubby, you go out first. I'll tidy up a bit."
"Is that necessary?" Qin Yi was speechless.
"Of course, for a girl, appearance is very important."
Qin Yi rolled his eyes, "Then hurry up. I'll wait for you outside."
Saying that, Qin Yi removed the spiritual array covering the room and walked out, closing the door behind him.
