I don't know why, even though he still had strength, no matter how seriously injured, he wouldn't be oppressed to the point of not being able to get up. But right now, this clearly thin and soft body pressing down on him made him feel as if he couldn't muster his strength.
"You—"
As he tried to struggle again, Shang Ruyi gripped the edge of the bed with one hand and the sheet with the other, tightly holding him with her body. After several tussles, Yu Wenye felt his strength gradually draining away, unable to exert any more.
He gritted his teeth and eventually lay back on the bed powerlessly.
Both were panting heavily, their bodies closer than ever before. Shang Ruyi could even feel the strong chest beneath her heaving with his intense breathing, as if his breath were striking against her body, and the burning warmth from his skin penetrated through their clothes onto her.
At this moment, she finally realized what she had done in her urgency.
