Huo Yunjiao didn't know Qin Ruan was shy, afraid others might guess what they had done in the rest room.
He wrapped his arms around the waist of the person in his embrace, their bodies fitting together tightly, "I've let you off again and again, I always feel like something is going to go wrong tonight. How about I take care of you right now?"
"..." Qin Ruan panicked for a moment, looking up in surprise.
Take care?
What kind of taking care?
She twitched the corner of her lips, feeling as if the air around her had solidified.
Huo Yunjiao's affectionate eyes held a profound meaning as he gazed at the person in his arms, the danger in his eyes pressing inch by inch.
Being gazed at so deeply by these eyes, Qin Ruan suddenly forgot everything; her heartstrings were disturbed by the affection in his eyes.
Like a spring breeze passing by, blooming flowers everywhere, truly sinking in and unable to extricate herself.