C750 He Is Used to Not Being Afraid

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just hold on tighter."

Gu Junbai's grip around Ann Xiaomin's waist tightened, fearing she might slip. They were pressed so close together that their breaths mingled.

Ann Xiaomin quickly noticed the air was filled not only with the scent of nature but also with a strong metallic tang. She looked up to see that Gu Junbai's hand, gripping the rock, was bleeding