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Long Yang's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at her, then—amid Lu Liangwei's startled exclamation—his hands slipped under her armpits, and he picked her up off the ground entirely.

Lu Liangwei suddenly felt herself being lifted high into the air and had practically no time to react. By the time she realized what had transpired, her entire face was flaming.

She had no idea where to safely place her hands.

However, before she could struggle, a moment later, she had already been carried onto the bed.

The man's clean, refreshing fragrance wafted to her nostrils. "If you're tired, you should sleep."

Lu Liangwei rested her head on the pillow and watched in a daze as Long Yang helped her take off her shoes. He then pulled the quilt up and covered her.

Her face suddenly felt as if it were burning; she also felt extremely embarrassed.