Chapter 031: Do You Need Me to Carry You Up?

Only when her legs and feet had gone numb from the lack of circulation did she slowly raise her head.

A tall figure loomed over her.

She saw two long and straight legs, and then above them was Mo Shiqian's handsome yet unapproachable face. He had one hand in his pocket, looking down at her indifferently.

Upon seeing him, Chi Huan felt as if her dishevelment could no longer hide, and she attempted to stand up.

But her legs, numb from crouching so long, could hardly ease up in an instant; she staggered and nearly fell to one side.

The man reached out an arm, steadying her waist with a firm grip, his magnetic voice sounding by her ear, "Do you need me to carry you up?"

Over the years, Mo Shiqian had carried her many times.

Chi Huan held onto his arm, "Just help me to that bench over there to sit for a while, I'll recover gradually."

As she spoke, she slowly shuffled her feet.