Passing through the wooden door of Green Hill Village, it was already noon. Everyone who saw this golden pair stopped on the road and was unable to look away. Just like a pair of immortals descended to the world, they add luster to the world with their beauty.
Feng Zhijiu felt the attention of the onlooker and felt very uncomfortable. Her head began to throb, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Xie Yuya, who never took his eyes off her, realized her condition the moment she was dizzy.
He quickly took her hand and let her lean on him for support. His icy eyes that are as cold as ice, revealing a hint of panic. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away her cold sweat.
"Jiu'er, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you somewhere to rest?" His questions came out like a train. Prove how worried he is now.
