Mo Linyuan laughed meaningfully and looked down at Bai Xianyu. He held her shoulders gently with both hands.
From Xie Xingyun's point of view, the two of them seemed to be hugging.
Bai Xianyu frowned. "Mo Linyuan?"
Mo Linyuan asked her seriously, "Xianyu, do you like me?"
The mountain wind howled, but Xie Xingyun still heard it clearly.
His heart constricted slightly, and he walked uncontrollably towards the two of them.
Bai Xianyu was not surprised that he thought so. She had already thought of an answer. "I…"
Before she could finish speaking, a strong force came from behind and pulled her into his arms.
Bai Xianyu looked up in the man's arms and said in surprise, "Xie…"
Xie Xingyun carried her and bumped into a tree. The hand on her back was abraded by the cracked bark and bled. He bent down and held her shoulder. He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were pathetic and pitiful. "You what?"
