"Hand, give me."
"Huh?" Xiaoxiao was checking her surroundings and hadn't reacted yet. Looking at the man in front of him, only the back of his head was dark, but his hand was stretched back in front of her.
After staying for two seconds, he slowly reached out and held it. He felt warm to the touch and blushed quietly, "Well... Thank you!" The little mosquito didn't know if the person heard it.
"Let's go ahead and take a look first." Fufeng clasped her fingers and pulled Xiaoxiao toward the faint light ahead...