"I…" Jiang Xinli's lips quivered as she spoke in a small voice, "I can walk by myself."
Sheng Tianze fought to suppress the towering rage in his heart. He glanced at the girl in his arms, his eyes full of pain for her, and said softly, "Hold on tight."
Jiang Xinli's brow furrowed. She could clearly feel his body trembling.
"What's wrong with you?" The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, her wide, teary doe eyes gazing at him with concern, trying to read his expression.
The man simply offered a warm smile. "It's nothing," he said softly.
He changed the subject. "By the way, you haven't had dinner. Is my Female Master hungry?"
They had drunk some nutrient liquid on the way back.
Still, they had bought plenty of fresh ingredients from the supermarket. If she was hungry, he could go downstairs and get a crash course from Yue Hua Yin, who was a skilled cook.
