An Yiqing's small face softened a bit more, and she unabashedly burrowed into Gu Yelin's arms again.
"How am I that fragile? Have you ever seen a mid-level Demigod Martial Cultivator getting chilled? I don't care, I missed you, I just want a hug!"
This rare display of willfulness and coquettishness added a touch of girlishness to An Yiqing. Gu Yelin couldn't help it, he had to circulate his inner breath to warm up his body quickly before embracing An Yiqing tightly in his arms.
The two young lovers, who had been seeing each other almost every day lately, stood hugging in the hallway for a full five minutes before letting go.
"Have you eaten?" An Yiqing took off Gu Yelin's coat and hung it up, asking with concern.
"Not yet, I've been talking with the big shots for half a day, and those two old foxes didn't even let me have a sip of water." Gu Yelin shook his head helplessly and said.
