Qin Ruan might not have realized how tense her face was at that moment, the obsession in her eyes shocked Huo Yunjiao.
His instinct told him that something bad had happened.
At that moment, all he wanted to do was to comfort her as much as possible.
Upon hearing his words, Qin Ruan nodded slightly without making a sound, her eyes slightly downcast, hiding a sinister look.
It was as if her mind was filled with tangled threads, and she was trying to find the source of those threads.
Then, a hand slowly traced along her back and stopped at the small of her back.
Qin Ruan's mouth slightly opened, all thoughts in her mind stopped abruptly, and she involuntarily took a light breath.
Huo Yunjiao didn't give her a chance to refuse and pulled her into his embrace.
Qin Ruan fell directly into his arms, a deep voice with little warmth sounded in her ear, "Ruanruan, I don't like you like this."
She didn't understand, "Hmm?"
