Ling Yan steadily caught the ball that had fallen from the fourth floor.
The moment the ball touched Ling Yan's arm, he dispelled the barrier surrounding Mu Yuan's combat uniform, and Mu Yuan fell into Ling Yan's arms. He exclaimed, his expression not a trace of fear, but rather an expression of extraordinary excitement.
"Ling Yan!" Ling Yan
sighed. Why did Mu Yuan seem more lively now than before? Was he completely letting loose?
This was also a good thing. After all, Mu Yuan had suppressed all his emotions for a long time, and he needed to be cautious. He faced not only the pursuit of the Star Police but also the pursuit of the Germinal Organization.
Ling Yan looked at Mu Yuan, who swung his legs happily in his arms, and thought that perhaps this was the character of Mu Yuan, who had grown up in a healthy environment, the inherent nature of Mu Yuan and Mu Yuan.
"What did you do again?" Ling Yan's tone contained no trace of blame, but only doting.
