***
His embrace seemed much warmer than his attitude, and it carried a very comforting scent, like a faint whiff of pine.
Apart from Cheng Dongcheng, she had never been held by a man like this, and she felt somewhat conflicted...
"Let go of me, I'm fine."
She struggled urgently.
Qiao Chutian had rushed to embrace Mai Xiaomai without any conscious thought.
It was only when Mai Xiaomai spoke that he realized his impulse was completely inexplicable.
He stiffly set Mai Xiaomai down.
But Mai Xiaomai's legs were still weak, and as soon as he let go of her, she almost stumbled.
In the moment before she would have fallen, he reached out and steadied her again.
"Thank you."
Mai Xiaomai steadied herself and politely gave thanks.
Qiao Chutian gave her an indifferent glance, "Let's go!"
"Where to?"
"You're not saying you called me here to bail you out and now you don't want to leave?" Qiao Chutian said, clearly irritated.