The brilliant smile on his face left Leng Zhiyuan in a trance. At this moment, Zhou Yao had already walked up to her. He reached out his hand, stroke her hair, and said lovingly, "What are you daydreaming about? Aren't you happy that I'm back?"
Leng Zhiyuan immediately came back to her senses. She blinked and said, "That's not it..."
Her attitude was very unenthusiastic, which was a sharp contrast to her attitude before he'd left. Zhou Yao frowned, then covered his abdomen with his hands and hissed in pain.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Let me see!" Leng Zhiyuan widened her eyes and quickly ran to his side. She reached out to feel his abdomen.
It felt warm as if he was bleeding.
"How did you get hurt?"
"I was hit by a sharp reef just now, but... " Zhou Yao looked at her nervous expression. "It's just a scratch. It doesn't hurt. If you weren't so cold to me and were willing to smile for me... "
He had the mood to joke at this time?
