บท 106: 074, A seriously nonsense-spouting young master_4

Chu Liangxia was slightly startled and instinctively tried to withdraw her hand, but it was firmly grasped.

There were calluses on his palm, yet it was exceptionally warm.

She looked at the man in front of her in surprise, his expression still indifferent, showing no sign of peculiarity.

It was as if—

He just didn't want her to get lost.

"Let's go,"

he said in a calm voice, leading her as they locked eyes.

"Oh,"

Chu Liangxia could only follow.

...

It was already ten o'clock, but the night market was still bustling and lively.

The night breeze passed through the crowd, bringing a hint of coolness, but what was more prevalent was the scent of festivities.

There were too many people coming and going, yet Chu Liangxia was led by Feng Ziheng through the crowd without any barriers.

Feng Ziheng always found a more suitable path, avoiding the crowded throngs. Although they took a detour, the way ahead was unobstructed.

All she heard was the noise around her.