Caught off guard, Ye Caitang jumped in fright. She hurriedly let go of the towel and wrapped her arms around Qin Ruohan's neck.
She was afraid of heights.
The next second, Qin Ruohan froze and stood rooted to the ground. He looked at Ye Caitang with hooded eyes.
Ye Caitang did not notice anything amiss. After realizing that Qin Ruohan's arms were very strong and that she was very safe, she immediately put on a serious face and glared at Qin Ruohan.
She quickly wrote on Qin Ruohan's chest with a small hand:
"Why are you carrying me? Put me down and let me walk by myself."
Qin Ruohan's usually cold voice was inscrutably husky.
"Your legs are trembling. I'm afraid you won't be able to walk."
Ye Caitang's beautiful eyes—which were even more beautiful than the stars—glared at Qin Ruohan. The soreness in her legs made her lose her rationality and she fearlessly retorted,