Ashumia and Pei sat by the mountain stream to rest.

Even if he was seriously injured, this distance was still nothing to Pei. Pei's race was originally very good at running.

But Arshumia was different, her speed increased, but her physical strength did not change. She was still holding a puppy in her hand, and running all the way had already consumed all her physical strength.

Pei couldn't bear to look at her panting, and offered to carry her on his back several times, but every time he made this request, the puppy in her arms barked lowly, showing a very aggressive appearance.

Of course, Pei was not afraid of this puppy, but Alshumia was worried that the puppy would bite him, so he quickly refused.

In the end, Pei relented, and on the way to escape, he asked Archhumia to stop and rest for a while.

"Are you okay? Little ......" Pei Ban knelt in front of Ashumia, looked at her slightly pale cheeks worriedly, her lips moved, and finally swallowed the rest of the words, "What's your name?" ”

Pei looked into Ashumia's eyes and asked softly.

Arshumia had never received such a gaze, or rather, no one had ever looked into her eyes like this, so quiet, so pretentious, so affectionate, so ...... Strange and familiar.

In such a gaze, Ashumia almost forgot her own voice, and in a trance, she heard herself say in a slightly wooden and flustered voice: "Ashumia, my name is Ashumia. ”

"Hmm." Pei gently wiped the sweat from the corners of Arshumia's forehead, and his pale face became a little more energetic because of the smile. Pei's facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and he looks very refreshing and handsome. Such handsomeness is not feminine, masculine and atmospheric. This bit of vigor is like the finishing touch, rendering his handsomeness to the extreme.

However, the movements in Pei's hands were extremely gentle, as if the person in front of him was a rare thing that would be broken when touched.

Although he experienced a long run, Pei's fingers were still cool. Archhumia obviously couldn't bear such tenderness, and when she blushed and was about to excuse herself, Pei held her hand.

"Are you thirsty, I'll help you ......" Pei was halfway through his words, and a rich golden light appeared in his pupils, and the next words were broken.

He stood up and stared somewhere behind Archhimia, his handsome face gloomy and terrifying. But when his gaze fell on Archemia's face again, the anger had faded.

Before Ashumia could understand the whole story, he bent down and took Ashumia's hand again, and Ashumia was startled by Pei's affectionate movements, and struggled to withdraw his hand, only to find that there was something cold in his hot palm.

It became clear to Ashumia that Pei was not trying to take her hand, but wanted to give her something.

Pei shoved it into the palm of Achumia's hand, and to make sure she held it, he pressed her fingers down in the middle.

Arshumia was about to ask something, but the thing in her hand seemed to be awakened, and instantly became hot and hot, emitting a strange throbbing sensation.

With a little force on the hand, the beating sensation will penetrate deeper into the heart, and this beating feeling is heavy and very regular, as if the heart is beating.

Ashumia pursed her lips, and though she didn't know what it was, she withdrew her hand and put it in her pocket.