Chapter 29 (1/2)

CHAPTER 29

His Hugs

An Chuxia looks at Han Qilu. It may just be her hallucination but he truly looks godly compared to the other boys.

Eyes barely open, lips slightly parted, she slowly slurs, “I just don’t want to be seen as a lightweight. It’s nothing but a dozen laps… I’m not too weak to finish a few laps!”

Everything around her gradually sounds louder and louder, and after that, she pants. Her thin body almost collapses to the ground. Qilu gets to her in time to hold on to her shoulder. This time, she does not refuse. She lays in his arms, panting.

Has she gone for so long that she has no strength left? However, relying on her senses is beyond her will.

Han Qilu purses his lips tightly. The sun pours on them, so the people can not see his current expression.

“Are you a fool?” Suddenly the sound his voice makes An Chuxia stiffen. She wakes up from her stupor and pushes Han Qilu away. The inertia forces her feet to come to a stop.

“I’m sorry.” She nods slightly and says to him, “Please tell ayi I will not go back for lunch today.”

Han Qilu smiles, although his smile does not reach his eyes as he instinctively carries his feet toward her. He suddenly stretches out a hand as An Chuxia instinctively closes her eyes.

Yes, she thought he was going to hit her.

She anticipated a slap in the face. Instead, she is caught by surprise when he turns her over. She quickly opens her eyes to find herself scooped off her feet by Han Qilu.

“You… what are you doing?” She unexpectedly wants to break free. They are so close, people can misunderstand his intent.