Mo Chi suddenly stretched out his hand and smoothened Qin Ran's brows intimately. He said gently, "Don't frown. I'll handle this matter for you. Don't worry, I'm with you."
Old Mr. Mo, who was standing at the side, lowered his head and smiled secretly. He was very satisfied that his blockhead-like grandson had finally enlightened.
Don't worry, I'm with you. Qin Ran was stunned for a long time when she heard this. The man before her seemed to be cleaning up all the thorns on her way.
Ever since she was young, she had been subjected to all kinds of high-intensity training. Every time she carried out a mission, she would have a close shave with death. She was long used to crawling in the dark alone. Suddenly, there was someone who was so good to her, like a ray of light that warmed her. Her first reaction was actually fear. She was afraid that if this person was so good to her, she would not be able to leave him in the future.
