Gu Yanshen's palm rested on Lin Wanyi's lower abdomen. That hand, which had pulled the trigger and smashed through walls countless times, was now stiff like a rock.
His breathing was soft, as if he was afraid to disturb that sacred space.
After a long while, he found his voice again, hoarse and frail.
"I…"
"Brother! How long are you planning to stand there like a stone gazing at your wife?"
Gu Lan's loud and exaggerated voice shattered the warm atmosphere in the room. She brought over a cup of warm water and rolled her eyes at Gu Yanshen.
"Wanwan is thirsty, move over a bit!"
Gu Yanshen withdrew his hand as if shocked by electricity, stood up straight, and stepped aside, as stiff as a new recruit meeting a superior officer for the first time.
Lin Wanyi was amused by his behavior.
She just reached out her hand, intending to take the water cup.
"Don't move!"
Gu Yanshen swiftly stepped forward and snatched the cup from Gu Lan's hand.
