Zhan Lingtao smiled, and once more placed the girl's hand by his lips and kissed it, "I have been injured, but not on my face. Your Brother Tuo is still handsome, so if you take me out, I won't embarrass you."
Jia Xuan let out a giggle, her small hand held tightly in his large palm, which made her feel warm and happy. It was just like when she was a child, always having such a loving brother to protect her. This feeling was something no other girl in the world could experience, and no one could replace it.
She looked at his broad chest exuding a mature aura and couldn't help but lean against it, with her two small hands clinging to his shoulders. Their breaths were very close. She looked up at him with her small face, "Then why not take off your mask and let me see?"
Zhan Lingtao hesitated and stopped, his heart beating a little fast, but he still hesitated to take off the mask.
