Memory Loss (3)
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Could he stop treating her as though she were a three-year-old?
"Are you sure you can walk?" Yin Shaojie asked seriously.
"Of course. Let go. I'll walk by myself." Mu Xiaoxiao shook her arm to make him let go.
Yin Shaojie had no choice but to let go so that she would stop struggling.
Mu Xiaoxiao took a step forward. Unexpectedly, her shirt caught onto something, causing her to stumble forward.
Yin Shaojie seemed to have prepared for this. His long arms reached out and scooped her into his embrace.
Her little face was smushed against his muscular chest. Her breathing space was now filled with the aura of his manliness, and it made her heart skip a beat.
He smelled so nice…
In the next second, an arm pushed against her knees and carried her up by her waist.
"Oi, I said I can walk by myself!" Mu Xiaoxiao's face was slightly red as she said.