Ou Zun's heart instantly melted.
He knew that Mù Qiānxún was not the kind of gentle girl, and she wouldn't easily show her tender side.
But her words now, soft and sweet, were like a plea for comfort, for caressing...
Ou Zun held her, pulling her closer to his chest, his voice becoming especially gentle, "What happened? Didn't you say you'd call when you wanted to come back? I would have picked you up."
As Mù Qiānxún leaned against his chest, she could hear the powerful beat of his heart. Each beat, each rhythm, she could hear clearly.
Suddenly, she felt at ease.
"Ou Zun, why are you so good to me?"
Why indeed?
Since when did she start assuming that there must be a reason for someone to treat another person kindly?
Luo SuiFeng was good to her because he wanted her voice for Wen Rou, right?
Xin Liao was good to her because he wanted to please the Gao family through her.
Why was Ou Zun good to her?
Why indeed?
Why?
