C174 Pulsating heart

"Good, good, good." Mu Zixuan was afraid that she would cry, and he immediately replied, "I will not tear it apart, help me get up first."

"Oh." The zither music cleverly supported Mu Zixuan's arm, wanting to help him up.

However, she seemed to have forgotten that her feet had twisted, and every time she moved, a heart-wrenching pain came from her feet