Sheng Tianze glanced at Xue Yin and nodded. "Alright."
He took out a Protective Mask and placed it securely on Jiang Xinli.
"The scene outside is a bit hard to stomach. You need to mentally prepare yourself."
"Mhm." Jiang Xinli looked at him, her eyes curving into happy crescents. Suddenly, a finger gently scratched her palm, sending a tingling sensation up her arm.
She turned her head, her gaze crashing into Bai Yao's clear, gentle green eyes. Only then did she realize that she had accidentally grabbed both Bai Yao and Sheng Tianze's hands at the same time—for what felt like the millionth time.
She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Bai Yao deftly flipped his wrist and caught her grasp.
The next moment, his Leng Bai, slender fingers slipped through hers one by one, interlocking their hands tightly.
Jiang Xinli went wide-eyed in stunned silence.
