Nian Shutong's sudden movement caused Fu Yunhe, completely unprepared, to fall backward.
According to his instincts, Fu Yunhe could have gotten up in the instant he was pushed, but he didn't resist at all and let himself fall freely.
He believed that Nian Shutong would not let him get hurt.
"What the heck! Are you stupid?"
Nian Shutong felt that, as a Commander, Fu Yunhe should definitely be able to protect himself, but what was this fool doing?
Acting like he was romantically devoted? His expression was blissfully ready for death.
Just before Fu Yunhe hit the ground, about two centimeters from the floor, Nian Shutong finally caught him.
Lying on something unknown, Fu Yunhe looked up at Nian Shutong with a proud smile. "I knew you wouldn't let me get hurt."
Nian Shutong shook her head, unable to suppress a smile.
"You're absolutely right."
"Bang!"
Fu Yunhe hit the ground.
Though it didn't hurt, he was a bit dazed.
