before an xiaowan could adjust her expression, huo shen had already reached out his big hand and gently rubbed the top of her head.
then, he helped her fix her crooked hat.
I didn't continue the call. I didn't either. I don't care about you. huo shen said in a low voice. his dark eyes suddenly became extremely deep as he looked at her quietly.
in order to ease the awkwardness, an xiaowan sniffed as a response.
she lowered her eyes and blinked hard.
He probably didn't see that she was so angry that she almost cried just now.
No, definitely not.
While an Xiaowan was comforting herself, the man's slender fingers suddenly reached out and gently rubbed the corner of her eyes.
“……”
"don't be angry, okay?"
The man bent down slightly and met her gaze.
His gaze was calm and rational. It was not particularly gentle, but it was indeed coaxing her.
She could vaguely see a trace of helplessness in his eyes.
and, indulgent.
