The blue silk followed the swing and slowly rose.
It was a great feeling, as if she was really flying with the wind.
Suddenly, she did not know who pushed her from behind.
She cried out in a low voice in panic. When she opened her eyes abruptly, she saw Wen Muchu standing behind her, smirking at her.
Lan Xiao glared at him. don't push me. It's too high. I'm a little scared.
Wen Muchu chuckled and immediately replied, " "What are you afraid of? with me protecting you from behind, you don't have to worry about falling as high as you want to fly, Zhenzhen."
It seemed to be a very ordinary sentence, but Lan Xiao could hear a hint of lingering feelings.
His voice was very gentle, with a trace of warmth, flowing into her heart bit by bit.
Her eyes were warm, and she turned back to give him a bright smile.
"Alright then, you have to protect me, Yingluo, from behind!"
Wen Muchu nodded with a warm smile.
