"Okay!"
Gong Beiming pulled the car over to the side of the road, turned to look at Chi Xiaoyu, and was about to ask what was wrong.
She bent over to unbuckle her seat belt and suddenly hugged him tightly, burying her small face in his embrace, silent for a long time...
Having been with Xiao Yu for so long, he had never seen her take such initiative before.
At that moment, Beiming felt a sense of honored surprise.
It took a while before he collected himself, unfastened his seat belt, and with the back of his hand, hugged her frail body tightly.
Her small body was like an injured fawn, and it felt particularly nice to hold her.
Right then, she seemed to depend on him exceptionally.
"What's the matter, Baby? Why so sentimental today?" he asked tenderly, his fingers gently stroking her back.
"I, I just feel really upset!" her voice trembled softly.
Gong Beiming lifted her onto his lap, his fingers gently caressing her moist eyes, "Why are you crying? Tell me, what happened?"
