Li Shengxiao listened to her calm explanation, she even lifted her hand to show him, proving that her injury wasn't serious. He grasped the little woman's wrist tightly and pulled her hand down, his gaze unwavering as he stared at the person in front of him. His voice was hoarse, "Next time, you don't need to do that."
"Huh?" Don't need to do what?
Rong Yan lifted her head, somewhat confused.
Li Shengxiao's gaze slid down from her fair and clean face, landing on her plump lips raised towards him, their moist color unexpectedly tightening his throat. Controlling the heat in his lower abdomen, he said softly, "You don't need to get hurt."
"What I want is you, Yanyan. No matter what happens, I want you to prioritize your own safety first! Because to me, nothing is more important than you!"
