Chapter 358 This Sitting Position is Fatal

Qiao Rui didn't say a word and sat directly on his lap, burying her face into the crook of his neck.

Pei Liyan froze and his body stiffened slightly—this gesture was far too intimate.

But considering Qiao Rui was injured, he had no time to think about anything else.

He really didn't know whether he should be angry at the swollen redness on her back, or at her reckless bravado for facing off against more than ten people alone.

He glanced at her swollen injury and gently pressed an ice pack wrapped in a plastic bag against it.

Qiao Rui flinched at the cold. "Ah, it's so chilly."

At least she was smart—by sitting on his lap and leaning into his arms, she managed to stay a bit warmer.

Though the front was warm and the back was cold, making it feel like she was caught between fire and ice.

The man's movements were exceptionally gentle, taking care not to exert too much force as he applied the ice to the swollen area.