She looked at the man before her in almost disbelief. At this moment, Yu Zexiao seemed to have lost all the fury he had just now, as well as the arrogance, disdain, resentment, and various other negative emotions! His eyes were like two deep pools that seemed to drown someone with just a glance.
"What, what did you say?"
"Anning, don't leave me. I care about you—" His last word was swallowed between his lips and teeth as he had already stretched out his arms, holding her tightly, his lips gently approaching hers.
Only when he was holding her, her body in his embrace, his lips touching the corner of hers, did all the unease, anxiety, anger, and jealousy of the past few days seem to vanish.
It was as if something had been cleaned away, and he held her tight, feeling himself suddenly calm down.