Wei Ji instantly heaved a sigh of relief and smiled at Lin Yin. "Thank you! You can put my sister down. She's so heavy."
As Wei Ji spoke, he was about to wake Wei Xuan up. After all, a cripple like him could not carry Wei Xuan, and he could not let a stranger like Lin Yin carry her. It was not good.
Lin Yin did not stop Wei Ji. After all, she was indeed not so kind as to help others.
Wei Xuan opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Lin Yin above her. Then, she grinned and shouted happily, "Little elf! Little elf!"
As she spoke, she wanted to hug Lin Yin.
Wei Ji pulled Wei Xuan's hand down awkwardly. Then, he said with a berating expression, "Don't mess around. Come down and go back with me!"
Wei Xuan was clearly not as afraid of Wei Ji as she was of Wei Cheng. Instead, she pouted like a child, but her hand hugged Lin Yin's neck even tighter.
Wei Xuan was indeed not light, and her grip was neither light nor heavy. Lin Yin's neck hurt.
