"Can you let go of me now?"
After the people left, Gu Linxi pulled away from him, lifted her head from his embrace, took a step back, and increased the distance between them.
Her ordinary yet extraordinary face showed no signs of excitement as one might expect from someone who had just been rescued from a crisis at the last minute. Her skin, as pale as milk, had only a faint layer of blush, nothing like the rosy flush typical women might have in such situations.
Cui Jiangjing had thought she might be moved, but upon seeing her reaction after letting go, he couldn't hide his disappointment.
He quickly composed himself, ignoring the paint covering his body, and lazily pouted, "Honey, I just saved you. Did you forget to say something to me..."
Gu Linxi moved the paint bucket not taken away to one side, raised an eyebrow, and looked like she couldn't be bothered with him, "Like what?"
