Han Xing hurriedly coughed twice, turned around and explained, "It wasn't me, I didn't do anything to your body…"
A moment later, Su Xiaoyang seemed to have calmed down and said softly, "Mm… I know…"
"Brother Han Xing isn't that kind of person at all…"
Han Xing let out a breath of relief.
At least his character was still somewhat decent.
Otherwise she might have thought that he, Han, had taken advantage of her unclear consciousness to make a move on her body!
With his back to Su Xiaoyang, Han Xing said, "Xiaoyang, put your clothes on, let's go check on Shen Yun."
Just then, Han Xing suddenly felt a pair of slender lotus-root arms wrap around him from behind.
His body stiffened, then he slowly turned around and saw Su Xiaoyang, her face flushed red.
Her body was trembling slightly; she didn't even dare to look directly into Han Xing's eyes.
She was so embarrassed that even her pointy elf ears had turned red.
