Elder Xu Kong said so, and even if Mo Zhixuan was reluctant, he couldn't snub his face at this moment.
After all, Chu Jin's life was indeed saved by him.
He took her hand and followed behind Dai Yu.
The sunlight outside was very good, extremely bright. Chu Jin stretched out her fingers to shield her eyes and slightly raised her eyebrows, feeling truly wonderful being bathed in sunlight again.
Warm and cozy, as if every cell in her body was dancing.
From Mo Zhixuan's perspective, the hand covering her forehead was so pale it was nearly transparent, with slender and delicate fingers, soft and smooth.
"Is it hot?" Mo Zhixuan asked.
Chu Jin squinted her eyes, took a while to adjust to the strong sunlight, lowered her hand, and looked up at Mr. Mo, "Not hot."
She was born with a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes. At this moment, the slight squint looked like little crescents, enough to captivate one's soul.