Huang qingdie felt that she could not find any words to say and could only nod her head blankly.
Her heart was beating so fast that she was worried that she would stammer when she spoke.
It turned out that it felt so good to be in Ying Qianxi's arms. It was so warm, so nice to smell, and she really didn't want to leave.
She really wanted to let him hold her for a little longer.
Huang qingdie even wanted to hug him like this and not let go.
Ying Qianxi did not know what the little girl was thinking. After a while, he let go of Huang qingdie and walked out of the field with her.
After walking out of the field, it was much quieter. There were fewer people on the streets, mainly because it was getting late, and many people had returned to their dormitories after self-study.
When Ying Qianxi saw that Huang qingdie had not spoken, she lowered her head and asked worriedly,""Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Were you really fine just now?"
