C894 Chapter 894

Bending down, Feng Lih scooped Gui Gulan into his arms. A soft gust of wind brushed across his cheek—like a girl’s fingertips gliding over his skin, like a girl darting past him with a faint, playful smile. For a split second, Feng Lih froze. Then he snapped back and swept his gaze around. There was nothing… not a trace.

By the time he returned to where Hong Jingdan and the others were waiting