She voluntarily let go of the boy's hand, and he seemed to sigh softly with relief as he walked ahead on his own.
From behind, Zhu Qingyue could clearly see the boy's earlobes were blushing slightly.
It seemed her charm was still effective on him, as Xiangyang was probably having heart palpitations at the moment. With that thought, she couldn't help but laugh.
While smiling, Zhu Qingyue lowered her head to gaze at her own translucent, jade-like palms.
Well, taking the initiative to hold a boy's hand was also a new experience for her...
Huh?
Something didn't seem quite right.
She noticed a strange vibration coming from beneath her feet.
The overgrown weeds and soil had turned into a deep black color. Although it wasn't a swamp, there was a sinking feeling as if one was being drawn inward, with countless small waves undulating beneath the surface, as if multitudes of caterpillars were diligently tilling the land.
Zhu Qingyue frowned slightly in disgust.
