“Zhao Zhan.”

Yue Jiaojiao called out softly, and Zhao Zhan subconsciously held his breath. Yue Jiaojiao sat down in front of him and put her legs on his lap. She hooked his little finger and said, “I realize that you’re getting more and more powerful.”

Zhao Zhan felt his heart race ten times faster. Sometimes, he would feel extremely thirsty when the girl in his arms held his hand and called his name softly.

His body temperature gradually rose, and a layer of sweat appeared on Zhao Zhan’s forehead.

As she spoke, her legs swayed slightly. She lowered her head and played with Zhao Zhan’s fingers, placing her palm against his. “Why are your hands so big? But your hand is so rough, it hurts.”

Zhao Zhan subconsciously curled his fingers.

“Don’t move, let me see the roughness.”

Yue Jiaojiao lowered her head and looked at it seriously. Then, her soft fingertips gently rubbed the thick calluses on his hand. “Did you get this from holding the bow? Why are there calluses on your fingers too?”

Zhao Zhan’s adam’s apple bobbed, and his brain felt like a ball of mush. “When I was young, I had to practice writing every day. I wrote on the ground then. later, I was afraid that i would forget, so I often used a branch as a brush.”

“Oh,” Yue Jiaojiao nodded, then gently blew on his palm.

Zhao Zhan immediately pulled back his hand. With her hands suddenly empty, Yue Jiaojiao looked up at him in a daze and spoke in a wronged tone, “Zhao Zhan, you scared me.”

As she spoke, she turned her face away, wanting to sit further away from Zhao Zhan.

Zhao Zhan panicked and quickly pressed down on the leg that was resting on him. He subconsciously reached out to grab Yue Jiaojiao’s arm and pulled her into his arms. “I was wrong. I didn’t know what I was thinking.”

Yue Jiaojiao ignored him.

“Jiaojiao,” Zhao Zhan’s back was covered in a thin layer of sweat. he instinctively hugged his heart and said, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t do this again.”

Yue Jiaojiao shifted her body, turned her head, and scoffed softly. “Promise?”

“Promise. I won’t scare you again.”

“Fine, I won’t be angry for now.” Yue Jiaojiao turned her head and buried herself in his arms. she moved her body, trying to find a comfortable sitting position. “Why are your legs so hard?”

Zhao Zhan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Jiaojiao sat on his lap, and he was so nervous that all the muscles in his body were tensed.

Now that he heard Yue Jiaojiao’s words, he was afraid of hurting her so he tried his best to relax his body.

However, the person sitting on top of him still had lots to say.

“Jiaojiao, let me carry you to the soft couch to sit for a while, okay? I’ve bought you a new storybook. You’ve been rereading that book too many times.”

Zhao Zhan tried his best to change the topic. He realized that he was starting to lose control of his body again.

If she discovered his abnormality, he wouldn’t know how to explain it. Zhao Zhan subconsciously shifted Yue Jiaojiao towards his knees, away from the vital part.

“You can read this new book. I’ll go get you bath water. Or do you want to have some porridge first?” Zhao Zhan stopped mid-sentence and let out a muffled groan. “Oh.”

Yue Jiaojiao had already gotten down from his body and stood firmly.

She seemed to have pressed somewhere she shouldn’t have just now.

“Did I hurt you?”

She had read all kinds of novels when she was surfing the modern internet. Although she did not have any personal experience, she knew what she should know.

“Jiaojiao, I’ll go get you some porridge.”

Zhao Zhan left like a gust of wind. Yue Jiaojiao stood on the spot for a long time before she shook her head and laughed. “It seems that after living in the mountains for so many years, Zhao Zhan really doesn’t know anything because he doesn’t have any desires.”