Mo Shiqian immediately became, "..."
Normally, a man his age would automatically... in the morning even without any provocation, let alone her pressing most of her body against him and making such sounds.
He closed his eyes, his voice stiff and hoarse, "Get up."
Chi Huan took a moment to remember the events of last night, and hearing his "icy cold" voice all of a sudden, felt somewhat wronged, so she moved back and rolled right off the bed.
"Chi Huan..."
The man had already reached out his hand, but due to the limited space, he still couldn't catch her.
The carpet in the private room was covered with a thick layer, so falling didn't hurt much, but rolling straight out of his embrace, Chi Huan still felt an awkward sense of embarrassment.
Fortunately, the man sitting up immediately scooped her up from the ground and sat her on his lap.
His voice was tense and husky, "How is it, did it hurt when you fell?"
She looked at him, "Of course it hurts."
"Where does it hurt?"