C163 Dreaming of the West Continent 12

Unknowingly, Luo Xin stretched out his hand.

His fingertips brushed against her delicate skin, causing the droplets of water to be gently blown away.

Only after withdrawing his hand did Luo Xin realize what he was doing.

He felt incredulous, and two faint patches of red appeared on his cheeks.

A trace of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across Luo Xin's eyes