Chapter 1664: Chapter 1664: What If I Were the One Shot...

After a long, long time, she remained quietly asleep in his arms.

Her back was all warm.

Gu Anjin opened her eyes again, "Brother Siqing."

Unexpectedly, Yue Siqing didn’t immediately push her away.

He stayed still, still holding her.

Even his response was faint.

As if without emotion.

She felt something strange inside, turned around slightly, and met his gaze.

His deep blue eyes, unfathomable.

"Did I almost die?"

"Nonsense!" His expression finally changed, the large hand holding hers still hadn’t let go, "If you say that again..."

"What difference does it make if I say it or not, just because I say it, will it happen again? Or if I don’t say it, will it not happen?"

Gu Anjin keenly sensed that Yue Siqing was a bit off today.

She was right in his arms, yet he didn’t let go.

"This kind of thing will never happen again." His voice, cold and steady, word by word.

That tone was not an order, more like a vow to himself.

"When I was missing, were you worried about me?" Gu Anjin asked a silly question.

This kind of question was unnecessary to ask.

Of course, he would be worried about her, but perhaps not in the way she wanted.

There was no answer to this expected question.

"Jinjin, don’t ask me such questions."

"Then let me change it." She thought for a moment, "If the one who got shot was me..."

Before she could finish, her wrist suddenly hurt.

She looked up to see his eyes filled with anger.

"Gu Anjin!" Yue Siqing gritted his teeth; if not for restraining his impulse, he had just wanted to shut her lips completely, "How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t want to hear such words! There’s no ’what if,’ it would never happen, do you understand?"

If it were his enemies or his subordinates seeing him like this, they’d probably be scared out of their wits.

But Gu Anjin wasn’t afraid at all; she even liked him more like this.

She stretched her arm forward, hugged his shoulder, and continued resting against his chest, "Brother Siqing, I won’t say it again. I’m so afraid of dying because if I die, I won’t be able to see you again. Just the thought of it makes me scared to death."

Yue Siqing lowered his eyes to look at the woman who hugged him back.

He should have pulled her out of his arms, but his heart was unwilling.

Perhaps it was today’s scare that made him desperately want to know she was still by his side.

This was the best way to feel her presence.

"You won’t die."

He gently stroked her back.

Even if he had to die himself, he wouldn’t let her die.

The people tangled up on the bed didn’t seem to notice the ambiguity of their posture.

But after a moment, Gu Anjin felt a slight anomaly.

"Jinjin..." Yue Siqing frowned deeply, her breath continuously brushing over him, the thin sleepwear barely separating their skin—this was too provocative.

"What’s the matter?" Gu Anjin raised her head, "Are you trying to say I should let go of you? That I can’t hold you anymore?"

Yue Siqing suppressed his desires, "Be good, let go."

"Brother Siqing, you’re so gentle today." Gu Anjin didn’t let go immediately; instead, she pressed her face closer to his chest, just the way she liked it, "You usually pull me away roughly. If there’s such a difference, then I hope today’s situation happens more often... Okay, okay, I won’t say such things anymore, why are you glaring at me?"