All of a sudden, Anhao stepped on something slippery. The next moment, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She endured the strange pain and took out a spare blanket and a mini first aid kit from the trunk.
Anhao's ankle was aching and itchy, but the faint rumbling sounds coming from behind her made her not dare to stay any longer. After closing the trunk, she lifted her foot and kicked it a few more times. Unfortunately, the strength of her kick was far from the effect of the stone, but it was too late. She quickly carried the things in her hands and walked to Zuo Hancheng. She raised her hand and grabbed his arm."Let's go!"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at Anhao's face and then at the thing in her hand.""Ann…"
"Stop talking nonsense and don't chase me away." Anhao didn't give him a chance to speak and supported him.
