After less than four hours of sleep, he was already up, and seeing the bluish-gray under his eyes made one feel quite distressed.
Su Lingzhi helped him tie his tie and gave him a peck on the lips, "Let's not stay up so late anymore, it's not good for your health."
"Do you feel sorry for me?"
"Yes." Su Lingzhi nodded.
Fu Yinli wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the mark at her collar.
Su Lingzhi raised her hand to cover it and complained, "You've kissed it until it's almost raw."
Fu Yinli slightly curved his lips, the look in his eyes flowing with doting affection. He hooked her waist and pressed her slim body into his embrace.
Suddenly remembering something, Su Lingzhi looked at him worriedly and said, "Uncle Zhao told me yesterday that England hasn't been very peaceful lately. Is there danger around you?"
Recalling the last time he was attacked, she couldn't help but worry about his safety.
"I'll be fine."
"Really?" Su Lingzhi asked for confirmation.
"Yes."
