Even though Su Chaoyang was upset by her attitude, he still watched her closely. Seeing her sway like Yang Liu, he quickly stretched out his hand to catch her.
The next second, the frail girl was swept up into his warm, solid chest.
Mu Xiangwan didn't expect her period cramps to be this severe this time. Being held by the man, she felt light-headed and her body felt lighter. His firm embrace was so warm, she couldn't help but nestle into his chest with half-closed eyes.
This action took Su Chaoyang by surprise, melting his heart instantly.
Seeing the girl's pale face in his arms, her usually rosy lips devoid of any color, he felt a burning urgency as if his heart was on fire.
Mu Chenggong was not at home, and Mrs. Mu had gone out to meet friends. With the heavy rain, they probably wouldn't be back soon. Only Aunt Wei was at home.
