Mother Liu had this intention, and hurriedly thanked Shen Junzhuo. He is an elder, and it doesn't hurt for Shu Yao to follow him over for a while, and he will be guilty of walking with a pair of wet boots. After thanking her, Mother Liu turned around and went quickly to the Yulan Courtyard.

Shen Junzhuo turned around, said let's go, and walked towards the bridge.

Shu Yao followed behind him, a little backward, about to go to the building to have a look, a little excited in his heart, some inexplicable joy, and mixed with some unsettling uneasiness.

The bridge is very high, more than three feet above the lake. Standing under the bridge, I still feel that the wind is very strong, and when I get to the bridge, the wind is even stronger.

Shu Yao's cloak was blown high by the wind, and sometimes it was bulging into a huge ball, and the gown worn underneath also flew up, and the whole person felt a little blown up when he walked on the bridge. She stumbled a little, and the oncoming wind made it difficult for her to breathe, so she had to cover her nose with one hand and open the other to maintain her balance.

Shen Jun saw it, and when she approached, he naturally grasped the open hand, as if this could hold her and prevent her from flying away in the wind.

The hand struggled slightly, and then stopped moving, it was very cold, like a piece of ice, and very soft, Shen Junzhuo wanted to pick it up to see if there were no bones in it. He just wanted to pull her, she looked so petite, so weak, that he couldn't help but want to protect her under his wings, but the moment he held her hand, a little strange feeling spread from his fingertips all over his body, making his whole body shocked.

He had never had such an experience, it was a heart-stirring and terrifying experience, his mind was unusually clear, his senses were unusually sharp, the hand he held in his palm was like a rare treasure, the soft and cold touch hit his heart one by one, and he gently tightened his five fingers to hold the treasure tighter.

Shu Yao was a little confused, she didn't expect him to hold her hand. The moment she was just held, she naturally wanted to struggle, and then she reacted that he was seeing her difficult to walk and wanted to help her, so she put her hand into his hand peacefully. At the same time, a great joy rushed out of her heart, and she seemed to have fallen into a pool of water, and her mind became confused, and she was dizzy and could not find her way, and even her limbs became weak, and she could only follow his footsteps step by step.

The heart was beating suddenly, and the impact on the eardrum was also abruptly ringing. She never thought that she could hear her heartbeat so clearly, her face was burning, she stroked it with her hand, the tentacles were hot, she thought that her face must be red, or she must be sick, otherwise how could she be so flustered.

She suddenly looked forward to the bridge if it were longer, she didn't want him to see her embarrassment, her heart was beating and beating, she couldn't calm down, and the more anxious she was, the hotter her face became. She covered her face with her cold hand, hoping that it would cool down a little. But at this moment, she felt his hand tighten again, and the precious warmth flowed from his palm to her fingertips, and the joy in her heart overwhelmed her.

She didn't know how she walked into Lanyue Tower, but she remembered that there were a few small people standing at the door of Lanyue Tower, which was warm as spring but empty. The white curtains hung softly to the ground, and the boxwood furniture was warm, not as cold as she had imagined.

She followed him upstairs, and when she got upstairs he was holding her hand.

Yes, it must have been her boots that were wet, for fear that she would slip when she went upstairs.