Sanye gently stroked Qin Ruan's head, his touch gentle and affectionate.
The faint fragrance on her wafted into his nostrils, playing havoc with his feelings.
Looking at Qin Ruan's hands that were clutching his sleeves, Sanye Huo's mind filled with a memory of these soft, delicate hands nestled against his neck as they drifted through waves.
"Ahem!" The scene entering his mind was quite off-time, Huo Yunjiao coughed lightly to cover his thoughts.
He lifted his gaze to Qin Ruan's face, issuing a solemn warning, "Let Huo Zhi take you, try not to act impulsively when you're outside. If you encounter a problem you can't solve, call me, understand?"
His voice was deep and pleasant to hear.
Huo Yunjiao's great eyes were already deep and attractive. When focusing on you like this, one could see the illusion of a deep affection.
Qin Ruan felt somewhat embarrassed and did not dare to meet his gaze.
"Understood."
She let go of his sleeve and turned around to go upstairs.
