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The atmosphere inside the room fell silent for a moment, and just when Mo Yan thought the man before her might mind, she was suddenly embraced by a pair of tender, large hands. The next moment, she found herself nestling in a broad chest as a man's voice, full of contented sighs, came from above her head, "I'm glad you can protect yourself."
Mo Yan couldn't believe it and lifted her head, staring at Xiao Ruiyuan's smiling face, at a loss for words.
Xiao Ruiyuan only felt that the woman's dazed look precisely poked a soft spot in his heart; he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the back of her head, whispering, "You used to be too kind, so kind that you wouldn't even retaliate against those who hurt you. I was always worried that you would get hurt. Now that I see you like this, I am relieved."
Mo Yan looked at the man, unable to utter a single word.
