Xiang Wan was left speechless, her cheeks flushing with two spots of red with frustration, "Let go of me!"
Zuo Xingyun obediently loosened his arm from around her waist. The next second, Xiang Wan regretted it. Her twisted foot barely touched the ground when a surge of pain shot through her, and her body stumbled once again into his arms.
Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but she stubbornly limped down the stairs, biting down hard on her teeth for the sake of her pride.
She had only taken a few steps when she suddenly felt weightless, and found herself lifted off the ground in a tight embrace.
Startled, she let out a cry, instinctively clinging to Zuo Xingyun's neck, "What are you doing?! I don't want you to carry me! Put me down!"
Zuo Xingyun not only didn't put her down; he held her even tighter. A barely perceptible smile played at the corner of his lips as he teased her, "Why won't you let me hold you? Afraid of catching my cold-bloodedness and domineering nature?"
