The action froze halfway, and Xu Renfei stood frozen in place with the posture of hugging the boy but unable to get up. His arm exerted strength, and his face twisted into a grimace, yet he couldn't stand up, as if something was forcibly holding him down, which made Xu Renfei deeply startled.
Before the shoot, he was worried about not being able to lift Little Nine, so he tried lifting him in advance. To be honest, Little Nine was so light that it surprised him greatly. He could easily lift him around the waist, and with his long-term fitness routine, he could even run a few laps without a problem. But now, he couldn't even move... Could there be a ghost in this ancient pavilion?!
With this thought, Xu Renfei dared not move even more. He maintained his stance of horse-riding posture, staring wide with his peach blossom eyes, whispering to Bi Xia in a low voice, "Little Nine, Little Nine, quickly look if there's anything by my feet. I feel like something's grabbing my foot."
