He was right.
He had just said that if she saw something she liked, she could tell him.
But she never expected that on this seemingly bustling and safe street, someone almost hurt Shangguan Xiu and her just now.
Seeing her not speaking and still sobbing softly.
Shangguan Xiu's heart was aching from her crying, painful.
He frowned, and said again, "Don't cry anymore, if you keep crying, that person didn't hurt me, didn't make me feel pain, but your crying makes my heart ache, hmm?"
Upon hearing this, An Xiaomian finally stopped crying, but her face felt as hot as a blaze. She shyly hid in Shangguan Xiu's embrace, "When did you learn to say things like this? So slick."
"Slick?" Shangguan Xiu bowed his head to kiss her cheek, wiping away her tears: "I'm serious, if you don't believe me, reach out your hand and feel my heart, it hurts more than when it was beating just now."
