Work Like a Horse and Repay with Your Body

Liu Yuan could tell.

This little Zhiying could make a fortune by selling lemons.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the face of the strong wind, Liu Yuan silently propped his body up a little to avoid direct contact with He Qingmeng's curvy body. He stiffly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we'll be out soon."

On closer look, this position was really a little too much.

Just a little. At least Liu Yuan did not do it on purpose.

"Yes… Thank you for saving me, Young Master."

He Qingmeng's eyes were filled with gentleness and charm as she turned around and spoke softly.

When she turned her head, the distance between their faces was really less than ten centimeters. Eyes against eyes, nose against nose. If she moved slightly forward, they would have an accidental contact.