Then An Le turned back without much thought and continued to embrace Yan Huan tightly.
"Tap tap tap..."
Before long, Yan Huan carried the flushed-faced An Le, whose eyes had a glaze to them, back to the shrine's entrance.
At the entrance, Granny Kamiyo was still there scolding the two little brats, perhaps already aware of the embarrassing incident they had stumbled upon earlier.
"Granny Kamiyo!"
"Oh my, you're back... These two kids, really... Miss, are you alright?"
"I'm fine..."
An Le shook her head lightly while she was panting and looked at Granny,
"Granny, you can just call me An Le."
"Alright... Oh dear, your hand is hurt... Come, quickly put her down, I'll bring you some medicine..."
Granny Kamiyo didn't know An Le's hand had no feeling at all, and her panting was entirely due to inappropriate contact with her chest.
But this was good, at least An Le didn't need to explain.
Yan Huan was utterly exhausted, exhausted from enduring.
