Chapter 4: The So-Called Child Bride (4)
After weighing her options for a good while, Ling Chuxia decided to wake him up.
Ling Chuxia gently bent down, her cheek slowly approaching, her hand reaching out carefully, intending to lightly push Shi Che's shoulder. But just as her hand was about to touch Shi Che's shoulder, his hand suddenly lifted, and in the next moment, it firmly grasped Ling Chuxia's wrist.
His grip was strong, his five fingers clasping Ling Chuxia's delicate wrist as if he intended to crush the bone.
Ling Chuxia felt a sharp pain radiate through her wrist, causing her to draw in a sharp breath, her elegant eyebrows knitting together in pain.
Shi Che, at some unknown point, had opened his eyes. His dark brown eyes resembled two deep, unfathomable pools, impossible to invade.
He seemed to frown slightly, as if nothing had happened. He slowly released her wrist.
Ling Chuxia, raised with tender skin and flesh, found her wrist already reddened from Shi Che's unmeasured grip. However, she couldn't worry about the pain, only anxiously exclaimed, "You, you woke up? Did I wake you?"
Since he had stormed off in anger a few months ago, Ling Chuxia noticed that her fear of him seemed to have grown another layer.
A hint of panic unconsciously surfaced in Ling Chuxia's eyes, her gaze flickering, unable to meet his eyes, her rosy lips tightly pressed, her whole demeanor appearing somewhat uneasy.
Shi Che didn't acknowledge her words. His dark eyes casually swept over her reddened wrist, something flashed in them briefly, and then it vanished.