He held her tightly, but it made Lin Xiaoyue relax instantly.
Listening to the strong and steady heartbeat in his chest, a strong sense of happiness exploded in Lin Xiaoyue's heart.
At the same time, in the next room.
Head Fang looked strangely at Xiao Yang, who had not said a word.
People who practiced martial arts had keen hearing.
Moreover, the two small rooms were separated by a wooden board, so the sound could be heard very clearly.
Xiao Yang turned his body such that his back was facing Head Fang.
Then, he raised his hand.
Head Fang was shocked.
No way! Was the Young Master crying?
He wanted to laugh, but he held it in.
Thinking of the discussion between Miss and Master, Head Fang's mind was filled with thoughts.
Head Fang lay down.
Then, he turned his back to Xiao Yang.
They wanted to stop expanding the Nangong Army and let them disappear slowly.
