Ah Da saw him staring intently at her with a cold look, most likely because he had just awoken from a nightmare; his eyes were full of bloodshot veins, which appeared quite frightening.
Ah Da involuntarily swallowed, already feeling guilty, and now even more scared.
"I... let go..."
Ah Da called out, her voice trembling slightly, her hand also started to pull away with force, but the man's grip was incredibly strong, firmly clamping down on her slender wrist, causing her pain, she inhaled sharply through the pain.
Qin Yu's grip involuntarily loosened, and he turned around to switch on the light. Under the bright white light, the young girl sat cross-legged beside him wearing an oversized shirt. Her eyes were sparkling, and as she rubbed the hurt wrist, she accused him with her gaze.
The air froze for a second, as their eyes locked.
"...What's with your clothes?" Qin Yu diverted his gaze, his brows deeply furrowed, he asked.
