"Hmm..." Song Xiaojia hurriedly nodded.
Lin Chuan released his hand, and Song Xiaojia glared at Lin Chuan, grinding her teeth and said in a low voice, "Where do you think you're putting your hand?"
Lin Chuan looked down and realized his hand was tightly grabbing onto Song Xiaojia's chest. His face instantly turned red, and he awkwardly said, "When people get nervous, they want to hold onto something, I... I grabbed the wrong spot."
It would have been better not to mention it. After he said that, Song Xiaojia's face blushed even to her earlobes.
"Damn it, where the hell did you bastards go?" Lai Zi cursed in a low growl.
Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Currently, Zhao Zhonghai was hiding in the green belt, mimicking the calling of a cuckoo a few times. Upon hearing this, Lai Zi immediately dropped the egg-shaped object on the grass and started running towards the woodland at a fast pace.
"Here's our chance." Seeing this, Lin Chuan rolled over a few times.
