She rarely held him so proactively despite being together for so long.
This made him feel quite flattered.
But he quickly noticed something unusual about her.
He reached out and felt cold dampness in his palm.
He turned around and adjusted the lamp to be a bit brighter.
Cradling her small face in both hands, he realized that although her eyes were tightly shut, her long eyelashes were wet, and her small body was trembling.
"What's wrong, Qiqi?"
Li Jiaqi shook her head desperately. The more he asked, the harder she cried.
What was just sobbing turned into crying out loud.
"Are you hungry? Let me take you out to eat something!"
He lifted the quilt and sat up, reaching for his suit to put it on.
She swiftly crawled out of the bed and clung to him like a koala bear.
"Don't go, He Yingdong, you can't go!"
He sat back down with her in his arms, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm not going anywhere!"
He softly wiped her tears with his thumb.
