As soon as they entered the bedroom and he placed her on the bed, Meimei's emotions became even more agitated. She pushed him away, grabbed the quilt with her hands, wrapped herself up, and curled into the corner of the bed.
Her big doe-like eyes were red and looked at him as if he were a thief.
"Meimei, look closely, I am Jiang Nan, I won't hurt you." Jiang Nan stood by the bed, looking at her frightened actions, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
"Jiang Nan..."
Meimei whispered these words, as if suddenly waking up, and burst into tears.
She suddenly threw herself into his arms, clutching tightly at his clothes, crying like a child.
"It's okay now, it's okay."
Jiang Nan held her, his big hand gently caressing her little head, softly patting her back, his voice deep, "Your clothes are wet, change them first, or else you'll catch a cold."
