At that moment, the old man rowing the boat in the river happened to come by, and Nan Xi quickly pointed it out, diverting attention, "Look, the boat is coming. Let's go take a ride."
"Okay," Lu Jianshen nodded.
After the two spoke, they realized that the boat had already passed by.
"Hurry, hurry, or we won't catch up," Nan Xi called out.
"Follow me."
As soon as Jianshen finished speaking, he thoughtlessly took Nan Xi's hand and started running forward.
Nan Xi let him hold her hand and followed his pace, trying hard to run forward.
As they ran, a breeze suddenly blew towards them, particularly cool and, more importantly, it carried the fragrance of flowers, making one feel refreshed and extremely comfortable with just one sniff.
Nan Xi smiled, her lips curling into a beautiful grin, "The scent of the flowers is so nice, delicate yet fragrant."
Lu Jianshen turned his head, his dark eyes gently resting on Nan Xi's face.
