In the cabin, not to mention that the mecha was damaged later, his face was covered with sticky sweat, mixed with yellow sand and dirt, and his black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. His face had just been touched by him

I wiped it myself, and the dirt was all over my face.

But now was not the time to think about this. Lin Han didn't have the strength to stand up, so he could only lean on the driver's seat, panting, and looked up at He Yunting, who was walking towards him step by step.

He suddenly felt that it was no big deal.

——Even though my image has never been as embarrassing as it is now.

In this absolutely quiet moment, Lin Han bent his eyes, gently raised the corners of his chapped lips, and smiled at He Yunting.

"I'm fine, don't worry." As if he was afraid that He Yunting would worry, he answered again.

He Yunting said nothing, just stood there and looked at him.

Although there was no visible change in his expression, his blue eyes showed the gradually melting glacier lake.

Lin Han's heart trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to He Yunting out of nowhere.

Just like that time in the observation room, Lin Han smiled gently and spoke softly.

He said: "General, pull me."

Lin Han had the illusion that He Yunting was his personal and personal robot - only when he spoke, the other party would act like he was waking up from a dream.

He Yunting's face was still handsome and stern. He stretched out his calloused hand and took Lin Han's index finger very lightly and preciously.

But what surprised Lin Han was that he didn't hear any sound in his ears.

An intuition swept over him——

Could it be that too much mental energy was consumed just now, and even the superpowers will disappear?

Normally, Lin Han would definitely be glad that he finally lost this ability that caused him some trouble, but now he doesn't want to think about that.

He subconsciously didn't want to believe that he no longer had this ability. As if he wanted to prove something, he moved his index finger that was gently held by He Yunting. Before the other party realized what he wanted to do, he firmly hooked He Yunting's hand.

Then squeeze all five of your fingers into the other person's fingers...

So they intertwined their fingers tightly.

Fortunately, it hasn't disappeared yet.

Lin Han felt a little lucky.

His face was still stained with dirt, and his blood-stained clothes were wrinkled.

But he still heard He Yunting's heartfelt voice.

【But I just think he is so beautiful.】

The author has something to say: The fourth day of not being a night elf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter completed!