Afraid That You will Catch a Cold

The yard was very dark, and it covered Zeng Zimo's red face. He quickly explained in a low voice, "Uncle Ruan, it's not a girlfriend! It's just an ordinary friend?" As he spoke, he took a few boxes from the car and gave them to the guard. Then he asked, "Is the lights in this yard broken?"

"Yeah, it's burning again. " The guard sighed.

"I'll think of a way to fix it later!" Zeng Zimo said passionately. He turned around and extended his hand to Zhao Xi. "I'll hold you. The ground here is uneven. Be careful of falling. "

Zhao Xi generously placed her hand in his palm and smiled. "You are quite familiar with this place, huh?"

"Yes, occasionally. " His voice was a little strange. The hand that touched her finger was also trembling strangely. Zhao Xi felt it but did not let go. She only lightly tapped the back of his hand twice.