Ji Mianmian was originally very angry. She had not even gotten angry with him, but he got angry first and did not even pity her at all.
However, Ji Mianmian's heart slowly softened when she heard his trembling voice. She could hear his fear. He was afraid too.
Or rather, he was actually more afraid than she was.
Ji Mianmian could feel his uneasiness from his actions and his voice.
Compared to himself, he, who was forced to give up his own name and live on with someone else's face and name, needed a sense of security more.
She was the only one by his side.
Murong Mian refused to let go of her even after their passionate session. She hugged her tightly. The sweat on her body was sticky and sticky. It felt uncomfortable when it stuck to her body after it turned cold. However, he seemed to feel nothing. He pressed his lips to her ear and said over and over again,"Mianmian ... I can't leave you, not even for a day."
