Xiang Anning stood by the cruise corridor, feeling as if she were under the watchful eyes of countless Demons and ghosts when everyone turned their gaze towards her.
She shivered, taking a step back, just as a large, warm embrace enveloped her.
Si Wuxie asked, "Cold?"
He saw her shivering just now.
After all, it's springtime, and it's normal for it to be a bit chilly in the morning and evening.
Xiang Anning nodded awkwardly.
Without even thinking, Si Wuxie took off his suit and naturally wrapped Xiang Anning's body with it.
The very anxious Xiang Anning found her soul powerfully comforted.
"Let's go, let's go home!"
We're going home!
Such warm words.
In her memory, her original home should have been in such a bustling place.
Don't be afraid; although she's a Mermaid, she has hands, feet, a nose, and eyes just like a human — why should she feel insecure?
Even as she convinced herself, she was already being led off the cruise by Si Wuxie.
