Gratitude

Only Lina and Chen Qing were left in the private room. Lina glanced at Chen Qing. He was wearing a suit and looked no different from usual.

Lina recalled how Chen Qing had taken off his clothes and hugged her in the cave. Although she was already so uncomfortable that she couldn't open her eyes, she could still feel Chen Qing's burning chest.

The tips of Lina's ears turned slightly red. She picked up her teacup and drank some water, trying to block out the enchanting image in her mind.

Chen Qing had always been quiet and taciturn. He had always been patient. He didn't know why Lina wanted to treat him to a meal, but he waited for Lina to speak.

Lina finally calmed down. She put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Chen Qing with concern in her eyes. "I heard that you went to catch the traitor yesterday?"

Chen Qing nodded. "Yes."

"Then…" Lina hesitated for a moment before looking at Chen Qing and asking carefully, "Are you injured?"