She kept her feet bare, gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and kept following him.
The two of them walked slowly for almost twenty minutes.
Suddenly, with a plop, Tian Junhao turned his head and saw An Ying falling to the ground.
His unfocused eyes were fixed on the girl wrapped in a bath towel 10 meters behind him.
She fell down and was trying to get up. She even raised her head and stretched out her hand, as if she needed his help.[
Tian Junhao's feet reacted faster than his own mind, and he had already rushed towards An Ying.
He knelt down and stared at her feet with some annoyance, "Have you been following me?"
He didn't realize that this girl had been following him all this time without making a sound?
If she hadn't fallen, would she have planned to keep going down with bare feet?
An Ying turned over and sat on the ground, looking at him closely with red and swollen eyes, pouting aggrievedly, pointing to her feet, and said, "It hurts."
Tian Junhao lifted her foot and looked at the instep, which was red and even had blisters.
"Aren't you afraid that I am a ghost? Why don't you just go back to the castle and sleep? Why don't you make a sound when you follow me? Do you want to feel sorry for me?"
As Tian Junhao spoke, he carefully took off his coat and put it on her, wrapping it tightly.
Then, he asked cautiously: "Can I hug you?"
An Ying lowered her head, thought for a long time, then nodded, stretched out her arms, her voice was still a little trembling: "You can hug her, or you can kiss her."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was already in his arms and held in his arms carefully.
Tian Junhao said with three parts of heartache, three parts of caution, and three parts of expectation: "You said it yourself that you can hold me and kiss me, and you agreed."
Then, without speaking again, he buried his head in her neck, greedily and even with a bit of impatience and rudeness, he began to bite her hard.
At that moment, he felt a warmth spreading from the bottom of his heart, making him want to tremble.
An Ying allowed him to gnaw at her crazily without making a sound, just hoping to drive away the fragility and frustration all over his body.
In the jungle, let him freely vent all the emotions in his heart and let them all out.