But that little hand was gripping his large palm tightly, ready to notice any movement from him at the first instance.
Gong Heng's gaze became profound.
He quietly picked up the cellphone beside him, set it to silent mode, and sent a text to Zhuo Xiusi.
Content: "Mianmian is acting very strange now, like a sensitive hedgehog."
Gong Heng recounted in detail last night's events, his feelings, and the morning's incidents.
Then he patiently waited for the phone to ring.
Gong Heng held her in his arms, his arm silently sending the text message.
The phone screen flashed, and he quickly opened it.
