Chu Qinghuang lowered her head, looking at the hand around her waist in surprise. In two lifetimes, no man had ever held her like this. When she was with Beigong Ying, they had only ever held hands; they hadn't even hugged. Feeling her back pressed firmly against Feng Qingmu’s chest, she instantly flushed, her face turning crimson. She gave a light cough and turned back to look at him. "Senior Brother, I believe my strength is sufficient to keep me steady."
How could Feng Qingmu not know that, given Chu Qinghuang’s strength, such a minor collision wouldn't bother her at all? It was just that he wanted to use this opportunity to close the distance between them. If they continued to interact like normal fellow disciples, there would be no progress in this lifetime. Looking at Li Junze, it was clear that if one didn't find a way to get closer to Chu Qinghuang, even a confession of feelings would only lead to rejection.
Feng Qingmu feigned an awkward cough and removed his hand from her waist. Seeing the deep red spreading across Chu Qinghuang’s ears, a faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth. "I saw you were still carrying the medicine and was worried you might spill it. I hope you’ll forgive me, Junior Sister."
Chapter 333