Xia Siyuan nodded. After being picked up by the man, she felt a warmth and sense of security from him, and instinctively rested her head against his chest.
Leaning against his chest like this, she could hear his strong, powerful heartbeat, which suddenly put her heart at ease.
Xia Siyuan didn't care about their lack of physical intimacy; her two weak arms took the initiative to wrap around his neck, holding him tightly, and then she closed her eyes.
Lin Hanfeng could feel that her mental state was not good and sensed her immense reliance on him, and this need made Lin Hanfeng feel unusually satisfied.
He whispered softly in her ear, "You're really safe now. If you want to sleep, go ahead. I promise, I'll never let you face such fear and danger again, or else I, Lin Hanfeng, am not fit to be your man."
Xia Siyuan didn't speak. She knew she was safe, and her eyelids grew heavy.
