Chen Yiran gently placed her on his large bed, then sat by the bed, softly drying the droplets off her hair with a towel.
Tianxin's moist eyes fluttered slightly open. She glanced at Chen Yiran, then turned over unpleased, ignoring him.
"Tianxin..." Chen Yiran softly called out her name, reached out to turn her back around, looked at her small face flushed in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice, "Angry?"
"..." Tianxin glared at him with her moist eyes, remaining silent.
"I was wrong for hurting you," Chen Yiran leaned slightly forward and placed a gentle kiss on her soft cheek.
He knew he was somewhat in the wrong today, but didn't understand why he felt distraught when he saw those photographs. It was as if his beloved doll had been taken away.
"Beast!" Tianxin glared at him for a while before these two words came out of her lips.
Chen Yiran was slightly stunned. He watched her angry face for a moment before a smile crept upon his lips.
