"You keep saying that you're not injured, but why do I feel like you're saying there's no silver here? You're the kind of person who won't take the initiative to tell others when you're injured. You want to take it on yourself! Besides, I'm your second brother, not someone else. If you're not feeling well, I'll carry you out of the car and go in. What's there to be shy about? What are you thinking about all day?"
As Zhuang Hang said these words, his handsome face was full of indulgence for Zhuang Xian. He bent down and leaned into the car. His left arm gently hooked around Zhuang Xian's knee, and his right hand supported the girl's thin back. When he exerted a little strength, he did not forget to remind her gently, "Hold my neck well. I won't be responsible if you fall later!"
