"don't be anxious, i'll send qingze over now."
after he jinsi finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the alley with teng qingze in his arms.
teng siqing immediately followed.
she was so focused that she did not realize that the little bun was holding on tightly to the collar of his father's costume. he opened his eyes a little and peeked at her. the moment she turned around, he quickly closed his eyes again.
teng siqing's expression was tense, and her heart was burning with anxiety.
he jinsi walked in front of her, but it was as if he had eyes on the back of his head. he could sense her nervousness and said, " "don't worry. i'm here. i won't let anything happen to qingze. you have to believe me."
teng siqing pursed her lips and wanted to refute him.
however, her feelings betrayed her rationality.
staring at the broad and strong back of the man in front of her, her heart surprisingly calmed down.