The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 108 A Different Yan Jin
The sudden softness made Saint Anlan open his eyes wide, and his amber pupils reflected a pair of calm blue eyes.

There was also a stunning face with a straight nose and thin pink lips that appeared in front of her in an enlarged version.

As a female, her skin was already delicate and smooth, but the person underneath was even more transparent and brighter than hers.

There was not much bright light around, only a faint sliver of light came from the hole left above. The light fell from the sky like a beam of light, shining right on them.

Yan Jin's expression remained unchanged, but a pink blush appeared on the tips of his tender ears and on his fair neck.

It's not like he had hugged Saint Anlan before, but it was never as strange as it was now.

Yan Jin narrowed his eyes slightly. Perhaps she had grown up. She was still young before, like a child.

Sheng Anlan realized that something was wrong and quickly stood up from the other person. He opened his mouth and was about to apologize, but the words stopped at his lips.

It wasn't her intention, so why should she apologize?

Thinking of this, Sheng Anlan suddenly realized that he seemed to be too cautious in front of Yan Jin.

Sure enough, a cold face always makes people unconsciously think that they have offended him.

But even though people were up, the air was still quite quiet.

Especially in such a confined space, it is so quiet that only the sound of the wind can be heard, making the originally quiet environment even more quiet.

Saint Anlan pretended to pat her clothes, as if to shake off the dust on them, but in fact she was groping in the dark. She tried to make the atmosphere seem more normal and was the first to break the long silence:
"This seems to be a secret room?"

Yan Jin's icy blue eyes flashed with abnormality for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He glanced around and said coldly, "This place must have been opened by human hands."

"He sneaked in, and now there's no sign of him. No matter how you look at it, there's something strange going on here."

As she was about to get up from the haystack, she found her legs were numb when she moved them. However, she thought there was nothing wrong with her legs and put one foot on the ground. The numbness in her legs had not completely disappeared and could not support her to stand normally. Her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

Seeing her fall to the ground, Yan Jin immediately stood up from the haystack, stood in front of her, and stretched out a hand, "What's wrong?"

Saint Anlan was a little surprised when she saw a white jade-like hand stretched out in front of her from under the half-cut blue robe.

I didn't expect that someone as cold as Yan Jin would also care about others.

However, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that when he broke into the room before, he also protected himself behind him.

He looks cold but his heart is not cold.

Saint Anlan put his hand on his and explained, "It's nothing, my legs are a little numb and I couldn't stand for a while."

Hearing this, the other party stopped talking and waited for Sheng Anlan to get up on his own.

Sheng Anlan also tried hard to stand up, but he didn't expect that his ankle would hurt so much as soon as he stood up that he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

Yan Jin glanced at her feet and said calmly, "Sprained your ankle?"

Sheng Anlan nodded and said, "I can't move for a while, but it should be fine after a while."

Yan Jin ignored her words, loosened his hand, lowered his head and squatted down, then reached out and lifted the hem of her long skirt.

Before Sheng Anlan could react, the other party said to her, "Sit down, let me take a look. It seems that the bones are injured."

Upon hearing this, Saint Anlan sat down obediently.

Yan Jin saw her sitting on the ground, turned around and stared at her: "Left foot?" Sheng Anlan nodded: "Yes."

The tone of the sentence was very firm, obviously he had already determined that her left foot was injured, and asking one more question seemed to be asking for her opinion.

After getting Saint Anlan's answer, he lifted Saint Anlan's left leg, took off her shoes, and rubbed her ankle with his hands.

Hearing Sheng Anlan's gasp, he knew what was going on: "The ankle is injured. Just go back and apply cold compress for a while."

Saint Anlan responded gently, "Okay."

After checking where the foot was twisted, Yan Jin carefully put on the socks and shoes on Sheng Anlan's feet.

Sheng Anlan could see a serious face by lowering her head slightly. The other person lowered his head, so she could not see the front of the face. She could only see the high nose bridge and thin red lips. Under the curly and thick eyelashes, a pair of bony hands were putting on her shoes.

The cold face and white hands formed a strong contrast at her feet, making Saint Anlan almost forget that the person in front of him was an icy mermaid.

Although his eyes still didn't show much expression, for some reason Saint Anlan felt that the person in front of him didn't seem so distant and unapproachable anymore.

After putting on his shoes, Saint Anlan blushed slightly and said, "Thank you."

The other party didn't react much after hearing this. He glanced around, then retracted his gaze and squatted down with his back facing Saint Anlan: "It's getting late, let's go!"

Yan Jin's words were simple and cold. When Sheng Anlan heard this, she almost thought she had misheard. After all, what appeared in front of her was a broad back.

Does this mean that he wants to carry himself on his back?

Afraid that he might have misunderstood the other party, Sheng Anlan remained silent for a few seconds.

Yan Jin waited for a while, but the person behind him didn't move. He turned around and glanced, "Hurry up, if it's any later, that person will come out."

This time, Sheng Anlan was really sure that the other party really wanted to carry him on his back.

She felt a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but when she saw the other person's eyes looking at what was in front of her, she closed her mouth again.

She was so injured now that she couldn't walk much. Instead of wasting time here, she might as well listen to him.

She leaned against his back, and soon, his hand reached out, hugged her tightly from behind, and supported her buttocks.

Yan Jin looked quite thin, but I didn't expect his back to be so broad. Yan Jin walked steadily and powerfully, and Sheng Anlan felt very stable sitting on him, without any bumps at all.

Occasionally, Saint Anlan could smell a faint cold fragrance coming from the other person, like the faint cedar scent of snowflakes falling on pine needles, cold and refreshing, refreshing and with a hint of chill.

With the other party's steady and powerful steps, they gradually walked into the tunnel. The passage was not very wide and could only accommodate one person. The light was a little dim, and Sheng Anlan felt that he could hardly see clearly. He didn't know why Yan Jin walked so calmly.

Sheng Anlan was staring at the dark surroundings, when suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes, which seemed to come from Yan Jin's neck.

She lowered her head and looked at it for a while before she realized that it was a light blue bead, a bit like the night-shining pearls that appeared in ancient TV dramas.

But it's much smaller than that one, and if you look closely, you can see a layer of colorful light on it.

Like a mermaid pearl.

Just as he was about to ask, Yan Jin quickly dodged to the side, turned around, put a finger on his thin lips, and made a gesture of silence.

(End of this chapter)