The man's warm and dry palm gently touched her ankle. A layer of redness covered Qiao Xi's face. She subconsciously wanted to retract her foot but was firmly grabbed by the man and could not move.
Qiao Xi: "…"
This was the first time she felt the difference in strength between a man and a woman.
Qiao Xi wanted to say something but just as she opened her mouth, she heard a cracking sound. Her brows were instantly furrowed as she stared at Gu Zheng with resentment. The latter released his hand as if nothing had happened. "Didn't I say that you twisted your ankle? I straightened your bones."
Qiao Xi: "…"
'Why didn't you say anything before you straightened my bones?! Are you mute?! It hurt when you suddenly did that!'
"Can you walk? I don't think you can. Then I have no choice but to carry you." Gu Zheng answered himself and bent down to carry Qiao Xi before she could react.
