But seeing Duan Xi made her feel better, she asked him in a trembling voice, "Brother Duan, why are you here?"
Duan Xi wrapped her tightly in his arms, his expression was terrifyingly grim. He wanted to scold her, but when he met her gaze, he couldn't bring himself to say a harsh word and could only direct his fierce gaze towards Yang Tao.
Facing his terrifying gaze, Yang Tao was instantly reminded of the fear she felt during her middle and high school years, she averted her eyes guiltily. Well, it was indeed true that she had instigated this matter, leaving her without any defense.
"Brother Duan, I'm fine, really. Don't be so fierce, please hug me, I'm so cold." Jiaojiao rubbed her small face against his neck, unabashedly acting spoiled.
Duan Xi's heart ached as her icy face rubbed against him. He carefully held her tight, and with his warm hands, he began to rub her hands.
