The feeling of flying was indescribably wonderful. Zhou Xia's expression gradually softened, her eyebrows slowly relaxed, and the anger on her face quietly dissipated, replaced by a hint of undisguised interest.
Seeing the change in Zhou Xia's mood, Danny finally breathed a sigh of relief, an unspeakable joy filling his heart.
He flew with Zhou Xia over the vast grasslands, over lakes covered in snow, and over winding and undulating hills.
Then, they slowly stopped over the entrance of a valley.
This was a valley surrounded by mountains, with trees of varying heights all around. At this moment, apart from the Green Pines laden with snow, the leaves of other trees had fallen, yet they still stood resiliently against the cold wind.
Danny pointed downwards, "Xia Xia, here we are, let's go down."
