Feeling as if she had been tricked, Xia Bing's eyes were filled with grievance. They floated gently down from the air, her hair fluttering, a soft and fresh fragrance wafting into Zhao Yang's nostrils, a sensation that made him feel great.
However, Xia Bing's frail expression only lasted for a few seconds. As soon as Zhao Yang brought her back to the ground, she collapsed, looking up at Zhao Yang with eyes full of anger!
Zhao Yang felt a storm was about to hit and quickly stepped back, waving his hands and saying, "Hey, don't go crazy, okay!"
Xia Bing got up, leaning on a big tree, with her eyes wide open in fury, almost shooting fire from them.
"How can you, without my permission, just put me on the tree!" Xia Bing exclaimed angrily.
"Eh, you didn't say I couldn't, did you? We're working together here, you couldn't get up, so I helped you up. Isn't that perfectly normal? Doesn't it just show our seamless cooperation?" Zhao Yang justified himself with conviction.
