Translator: Pika

  Ji Xiaoxi grabbed his hand and ran towards his staff residence.

  Zu An was stunned. He would’ve definitely headed in that direction if it was Zheng Dan who had come looking for him.

  But surely Ji Xiaoxi wouldn’t be having such thoughts—that was completely against her nature!

  “Xiaoxi, what’s wrong? Why is your hand so hot?” Her hand had felt soft and tender to Zu An at first, but he soon realized that something wasn’t right. Her body temperature w..