Translator: Pika

  He saw a petite figure fall backwards. Reacting quickly, Zu An reached out and grabbed hold of her. His fingers wrapped around a hand that was cool to the touch, and felt extremely comfortable to hold.

  Perhaps because he had run all the way here, he had begun to feel really warm.

  That was why this hand felt extremely good. He didn’t ever want to let go.

  He noticed who he was holding on to, and immediately became excited. “Xiaoxi, thank goodness ..