Qin Youxuan walked over, sat down on the tatami with a plop, and hugged the pillow to her chest in a very defensive posture.
Seeing the pillow on the tatami and catching sight of her movement, Dan Hanjie's frown deepened even further.
"Besides you, I won't let another woman carry my seed," Dan Hanjie suddenly spoke out, his stark silhouette in the night exuding an indescribable gloom.
His dark eyes fixed steadily on her.
"..."
Qin Youxuan jolted, suddenly lifting her head to look at him.
Thinking she hadn't heard him clearly, he repeated, "I haven't touched any other woman, only you."
"..."
He rushed back just to tell her this?
Dan Hanjie, you are such an asshole!
Qin Youxuan's eyes reddened in an instant.
Tears plopped down...
As if all the grievances pent up for half a month had burst forth at once.
Hugging the pillow, she bit her lip tightly, shedding silent tears.
