Song Yi was baffled by her bizarre train of thought and didn't know what to say.
He twisted his eyebrows back and forth, but couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
"Alright, then I'll head back first."
As she stood up, Song Yi also stood up.
The two were too close, and since he was taller, she almost bumped into his chest.
Instinctively, she took a step back.
But the bed was right behind her, and Jhiang Yuan fell straight backward without checking.
"Oh no..."
Song Yi quickly stretched out his long arm and scooped her up.
Then, he just stood there without moving.
His large hand was on Jhiang Yuan's waist, as if he had been electrocuted.
"You, you let go of me..."
Song Yi seemed to come back to his senses and quickly pulled her up before letting go.
It was so embarrassing, damn it.
Jhiang Yuan didn't say anything further and nearly bolted out the door.
She almost lost all face, and when Qin Yue opened the door for her, she was quite surprised.