Mu Yin flinched, gripping her cell phone until her fingertips slightly stung, which helped stabilize her mind, "I want to go to the hospital first..."
"You don't trust me?" Bo Fengheng clamped her hand suddenly and pulled her toward him.
His sleepy dark eyes immediately darkened and stared down at her from above, with a faint cold glint flashing through.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the soreness to pass. When she opened them, her watery eyes seemed more timid and pitiful, "I just want to see Uncle Chi, is that okay?"
The shimmering teardrops on her eyelashes made those unique eyes exceptionally clear and pure, irresistible to anyone.
Bo Fengheng was stunned.
Unconsciously, she fluttered her curled eyelashes, meeting his suddenly soft, misty black eyes filled with a touch of longing, slightly shaken.
But she quickly came to her senses, reached out her slender snowy arm, hooked around his neck, slightly pursed her moist lips, and whispered softly, "Okay?"
