Bai Lin originally wanted to pull Ye Xing off her body and hand her over to Zhou Guang, but Ye Xing stuck to her like she was a floating log. Bai Lin had no choice but to carry Ye Xing in her arms and look around the corner.
Ye Xing's cries immediately stopped as Bai Lin's arms were warm and reliable. A faint womanly scent entered her nose, and she could not help but blush. She quietly got down from Bai Lin's arms.
However, the moment she came down, she felt that the way Yan Ruo was looking at her was very strange; it was with an inexplicable sense of a distance... and offense?
Ye Xing thought, 'Lin-jie, save me. I still want to be hugged by Lin-jie.'
The sound of water dripping was slow and continuous, but Bai Lin carefully observed it and did not find anything unusual.
It was a very large space inside, but it was extremely empty. The ceiling and the surrounding walls were completely white, and there was almost no decoration.
