Thump!
Just as Qiuqiu was about to touch the ground, the ice finally melted and Chen Yixin landed on her buttocks in a snow pit. Before she could even cry out, a blazing torrent swept up the snow from the ground and sprayed it all over her face.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
Chen Yixin wiped the snow off her face, looking at Qiuqiu with a glare of resentment.
Huff—
Noticing her gaze, Qiuqiu—broad-chested and proud—snorted out two streams of warm air from its nostrils.
"Professor!"
The people who rushed over quickly helped Chen Yixin up and, after confirming she was alright, looked gratefully at Shao Zifeng, who was still cradled in Qiuqiu's arms.
Indeed, Shao Zifeng was being held in Qiuqiu's embrace in a rather embarrassing position.
"Zifeng, brother, we owe you one again this time," said Zhao Li, his face reddening slightly. They were supposed to protect Chen Yixin, but it was always Shao Zifeng who ended up looking after them as well.
