Lin Xu opened her eyes slightly, rubbing her hands as she tried to sit up. Her head felt a little heavy, and she blinked a few times to clear her sight. But then she froze.
Her hands were resting on something warm and firm. Slowly, her gaze trailed down and then up again.
Mo Ying.
He was sitting right next to her, his hand still over hers, his eyes completely fixed on her. When their gazes met, a wide grin spread across his face.
"Finally awake?" he said lightly, his tone filled with amusement.
Lin Xu's eyes widened in disbelief. "You—!" She quickly pushed him away with all her strength, scooting back to her seat. Her face burned with anger.
"You idiot, how dare you lay your hands on me... touching me like that?! You have no right to touch me!" she snapped, glaring at him.
Mo Ying leaned back calmly, his grin never fading. "No right?" he said slowly, raising an eyebrow. "Last time I checked, I'm your husband whether you like it or not."
