It seemed Gu Qing was producing Spider Silk under the covers.
Zhao Chi felt that slippery, sticky sensation of Spider Silk all over his legs and stomach. However, his surprise lasted only half a second before he realized—how could Gu Qing possibly be producing Spider Silk right now?
"My Lord, when you returned yesterday, you truly terrified me," Gu Qing said softly.
"No matter how I treated you, you wouldn't wake up. Feeding you medicine didn't work either. I regretted it so much.
"Feelings are nurtured over time, but there must be a person to nurture them with. If I lost you, everything I held on to would be completely meaningless.
"It's my fault for not thinking it through earlier. But it's not too late now. As long as the most important person is by my side, affection will always grow, little by little."
Gu Qing sat up.
Zhao Chi gently shifted away from her. Missing her target, Gu Qing looked baffled, a hint of shock and surprise crossing her face.
"My Lord... you?"
