Feeling the softness of Lin Yanran's delicate body, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately felt some stirrings, and his body stiffened.
Lin Yanran came from a noble family of medical practitioners, having been immersed in medicine pots with her grandfather since childhood, her body had a unique scent of medicinal herbs, which was quite comforting.
"Cough, cough."
On the side, Elder Li watched the two hugging each other and coughed once.
Lin Yanran returned to her senses and hurriedly let go of Zhang Xiaoshan.
"No, I'm sorry, I was just too excited, so I lost my composure a bit,"
Zhang Xiaoshan scratched his head and said.
"That's only human, I can understand your excitement,"
Lin Yanran pressed on, asking,
"Have you really found the whereabouts of the Red Sun Grass?"
At this moment, Lin Yanran's heart was pounding, her hopeful eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan quickly formulated an excuse in his mind before speaking.