Mo Yujian sighed helplessly and flicked her forehead. Originally he was so worried and searched for her so hard that he almost turned the whole market upside down. When he found her, he was washed away with relief, and then the frustration came along.
He wanted to scold her for not holding him tighter but before he could be angry, she had come and bombarded him until he was completely overwhelmed.
Seriously, what should he do with her?
He was unable to get mad now so he just grabbed her hand tighter than before and scanned her from head to toe. "Are you hurt?"
Ouyang Xueqing's smile was brighter than the sun. "Nope!" She too scanned him from head to toe and gasped when she found his hair sticking all over the place. "Master, your beautiful hair!" She cried out anxiously and tiptoed, trying to help him comb it with her fingers.
Mo Yujian stared at her and slightly bent his waist.
