He wanted to hug Shi Xiaoya and feel her presence to know that she was alright. Then he could be relieved.
Shi Xiaoya raised her head and fell into his gaze.
Shi Xiaoya was stunned. She looked like she was in a trance.
She stared straight at Han Zhuoling's face.
After such a vigorous exercise, Han Zhuoling's face still had a faint red color.
It was like his originally cool face had been dirtied with dust.
It was very sexy.
"Now that I look at you and think about the time when we first met, it's like two different worlds. The past me felt so nervous when I met you." Shi Xiaoya thought about the past and a feeling of warmth emerged from her heart.
"You were scared of me before?" asked Han Zhuoling.
"I wasn't scared, I was just nervous," said Shi Xiaoya. "Don't you know how cold you look when you don't smile? That cold and arrogant look was very serious. I didn't even know how to talk when I faced you and would stammer."
