Under the camera's gaze, Xiao Moli looked at An Ziqi with deep affection and indulgence, without a hint of the pretense that everyone had assumed.
If he had managed to protect her in the first place, she would not have been bullied, let alone photographed, nor would all of this have happened to scare her.
An Ziqi shook her head, glancing at him with her lips bitten, her eyes once again clouded with a misty haze, she felt as if her chest was overflowing with a warm current, almost overflowing.
No matter when, always putting her first, loving her, protecting her.
This Xiao Moli, she had long since fallen for him irretrievably.
"Honey, I love you too."
"Dummy, a girl should be reserved in front of so many people. It's enough for me, your husband, to make a declaration of love."
Xiao Moli's mouth twitched into a smile, and he lightly pinched her nose.
