Long Yang's lips pursed when he saw her acting so politely. He took his outer robe from her without saying a word.
Lu Liangwei tried to stand up by balancing herself against the tree, but her legs were so numb as if many ants were nibbling on her.
Lu Liangwei frowned and massaged her legs. She wanted to try standing up again once the numbness subsided when Long Yang's long, slender fingers reached over and helped her stand up without allowing her any room for protest.
"Is it very numb?" His voice was husky and they were quite close to each other. The fresh, fragrant scent on him filled up Lu Liangwei's nostrils dominantly.
Lu Liangwei blushed without warning.
She was suddenly enveloped by his manly aura.
She felt a little embarrassed but it was not a good idea to push him away.
"Yes," she replied quietly.
Long Yang did not say anything. He placed the outer robe in his hands over her shoulders and carried her in his arms.
