Yan Hua looked at the cold outlines of Bo Yan's face and bit her lip, saying in a soft voice, "Little Stone got a shock and you have a cold look. I'm afraid that when you find him later, he would get another shock."
Hearing Yan Hua's words, Bo Yan smirked. "Do I look that scary?"
"It's not that you look scary. It's just that your aura is too cold. Didn't you notice that you make Little Apple cry every time you go and see her?"
Bo Yan stared at her. "Do I?"
Yan Hua was worried about Little Stone and she stepped forward, pulling Bo Yan's hand. "Let's go!"
Her fingers were fair and slender, with a touch of coolness. Bo Yan shivered the moment she touched his wrist, like a spring wind had passed through him.
Yan Hua followed his gaze and looked down. She released him when she realized that she was holding his wrist, but the next second, he grabbed her fingers tightly.
"It's hard to go up the mountain. I'll hold your hand."
