Yu Beiting held his head and said weakly, "A little bit."

Shen Qinghuan: "Let me feel your pulse again."

As she said that, she tried to grab Yu Beiting's wrist, and Yu Beiting generously extended his hand to her.

When the white, tender and warm fingers touched the skin of his wrist, Yu Beiting's heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

Shen Qinghuan felt that his pulse was beating faster and his expression froze.

She withdrew her hand.

"I feel a little ...