Her voice was soft and sweet, indeed very comforting.
If it were a usual day, Jianshen would have had no second thoughts, taking Nan Xi's hand and heading home.
But today, just thinking that she was showing him goodwill for the sake of Zhou Xiannan, even lowering her stance to beg him like this, he felt a rage burning inside.
Nan Xi certainly knew he was angry, which is why she deliberately stepped forward and took his hand.
Aiming to use "going home" to lead him away.
Xiannan had already helped her far too much.
Especially today, if not for his appearance, if not for his help, she might still be stuck on the mountain.
The wind howled furiously, dark clouds swept over, shrouding the entire mountain in darkness like that of night.
And with graveyards all around, she must have been extremely frightened.
"Husband, my clothes are all wet, I'm so cold, and I'm also very tired, let's go home!" Nan Xi softened her voice, low and gentle tones caressing like a feather's light touch.
