In her panic, Yan Luoxi's toe scraped against the stair, and she pitched forward toward the ground—then, an instant later, she was scooped up by a pair of strong hands and held securely in an embrace.
Scared into a cold sweat, and with the thought of the marks on her neck, she hastily pressed her chin to her chest, not daring to even glance at Li Yeqi.
"Did you fly here? You ran so fast." She had heard the sound of an engine and rushed upstairs, but before she even reached the second floor, he had already caught up with her—flight couldn't be faster.
Li Yeqi glanced down at her darkened forehead and chuckled, "I wanted to see you sooner."
She awarded his sweet talk full marks.
Her heart fluttered, and she really wanted to look up at him, but she didn't dare to and just gave a muffled hmm, "Don't go so fast next time. Be careful not to trip."
