The gravity in my opinion compelled Lyon to press his lips and walk towards me.

As he approached, I naturally took a step back and asked warily, "Why are you sitting up suddenly?"

Lyon grinned. "Did not you want to thank me?"

"Yeah, but you—" I began.

Even before I could finish the sentence, Lyon encircled his arms around my waist and hoisted me up, walking towards the sofa.

Being lifted off the ground made me uneasy, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck. "Lyon, what are you doing? Let me down!"

Ignoring my protests, Lyon set me on the couch. "You said you owed me a thank...