Noticing that Tang Hao had already fled, Dai Yao finally let out a breath of relief and collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air. The joy of surviving a disaster made his whole body relax.
"Holy shit, I'm alive!"
Dai Yao lay on the ground, overcome with emotion.
"Dai Yao! Are you okay?"
Just as he was sighing with feeling, Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing hugged him from either side. With warm, soft bodies in his arms, his scattered thoughts finally returned.
Dugu Yan gently helped him up, her face full of tenderness, and carefully wiped the dust from his face. Her emerald green eyes were brimming with limpid affection. Dai Yao's act of risking himself to save her just now had made her fall completely; her whole heart felt as if it were about to melt.
If they had not been in public, she probably would already have been unable to stop herself from doing something even more intimate.
"Yao Ge..."
Zhu Zhuqing's brows drew together, her large eyes filled with worry as she murmured softly. She held his shoulders tightly, as if afraid she would lose him in the very next moment.
The instant Dai Yao had blasted her away just now, her heart had seemed to stop beating. She did not know what she would do if Dai Yao died. Perhaps, just like when she was little, the whole world would lose its color.
So after surviving, she held Dai Yao tightly and did not dare loosen her grip for even a moment.
The passionate display from the two women made the Oakland members who arrived afterward exchange looks, winking and nudging one another. The way they looked at Dai Yao was filled with admiration.
Zhu Zhuqing was a peerless beauty, with a flawless face, an explosive