I Stole Your Heart

The box's lid was opened. Ye Erruo lowered her head to look at the things in her hands and the man beside her. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed the silk blanket that was closest to her and threw it at him.

Mo Jiangye reached out and pulled her over. "Be quiet. They haven't gone far."

"Let me go."

Mo Jiangye pursed his lips and told her not to make a sound.

Ye Erruo struggled with all her might to leave him.

Slap! A loud slap landed on Mo Jiangye's face.

All of a sudden, Mo Jiangye's body froze. Ye Erruo was panic-stricken and vexed. Her hand was already one step ahead of her head, as she hastily touched him again. A glint of heartache flashed across her eyes. When she realized what she was doing, she hastily withdrew her hand.

Mo Jiangye grabbed her hand and placed it on his cheek. "I'm sorry."

Upon hearing his apology, Ye Erruo felt even guiltier.