Alright, Qiaoqiao didn't want to keep any secrets from Yun Mo.
Leaving the comfort of his embrace, she adjusted her sitting position, her hands circling his neck and staring back at him with eyes filled with affection.
"Amo," Qiaoqiao was still worried about Yun Mo's reaction to the truth, so she felt the need to warn him first. "When I tell you, please, try not to let your emotions get the best of you."
"What happened?" Yun Mo frowned, his voice sombre.
Her anxiety heightened at his reaction. She lowered her head and let out a sigh, "Ah, never mind, just forget I said anything."
"Qiaoqiao." Yun Mo wrapped his arms around her shoulders, compelling her to look at him. "What happened?"
"I told you not to get upset, but look at you now." Qiaoqiao also frowned, "Promise me, you won't be sad, you won't be angry, and you won't lock yourself in the room to brood over it all day, then I will tell you."
