Fu Chen looked at the girl in front of him and took a deep breath. Her eyes were watery, and she looked very helpless.
I got tricked by her, but I didn't even scold her. But now, she's the one feeling wronged.
Song Fengwan raised her arms, wanting to break free from his grasp, but lacked the strength.
"Are you crying?" Fu Chen was a little annoyed. But he still adjusted his emotions and tried to speak gently.
"No." She looked up and seemed to be struggling to control something.
Fu Chen lowered his head and moved closer so that their eyes were level. He loosened his fingers slightly and caressed her hair. "Did I frighten you?"
"Hmm?" Song Fengwan harrumphed softly, her eyes watery.
When he got closer, he found some cold sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose, and even her breath was cold.
