"Female Master—"
Yue Hua Yin's hand was a beat too slow, grasping at empty air. He glanced at Jiang Xinli, who was now held tightly in Xuan Ying's arms, and calmly retracted his hand.
Xuan Ying looked down at the still-shaken girl in his arms, his brow furrowed as he muttered in disgust, "Can't you watch where you're going?!"
The girl pouted aggrievedly. "He's the one who wasn't looking..."
"I think it'd be better if you didn't have feet at all," Xuan Ying scoffed, then simply hoisted Jiang Xinli onto his shoulder with one arm.
Human-sack Jiang Xinli's mind went completely blank with a WHOOSH...
Xuan Ying's shoulders were broad and thick, his muscles solid.
Jiang Xinli felt like she was draped over a moving wall. Being carried like this was beyond uncomfortable.
She suddenly longed for Sheng Tianze's embrace.
"Um... can you put me down? I can walk on my own." She bit her lip and spoke cautiously.
