Before Guan Tao could say anything, a passerby accidentally bumped into her shoulder. She was born petite, so she was caught off guard and staggered, pressing her entire body against Gao Yang's arm.
The group of people seemed to know nothing and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.
Seeing this, Gao Yang frowned slightly, as if he was unhappy with the other party's recklessness.
When Guan Tao saw Gao Yang's expression, she quickly said, "I'm fine. There are too many people."
When Gao Yang heard this, he gripped Guan Tao's hand tightly and pulled her closer to him. "Follow me closely."
Don't get lost.
Follow me closely.
Gao Yang had always been a man of few words, but every word he said warmed Guan Tao's heart. It was a sweet warmth that instantly filled her heart.
