Huo Jingting unbuttoned the white shirt, revealing his lean and muscular upper body to the slightly chilly air.
Her small hand reached out to touch him, but all she felt was bone. It seemed that since returning from Qiang Country, he had lost quite a bit of weight.
In her heart, an inevitable sense of pity arose. Although they had returned safely, those days there must have been difficult, right?
Confronting Musa, it was their territory, after all. Not to mention that Dick and Mandy were still in their hands, he and Mo Feng probably used a lot of effort and faced many troubles.
Huo Jingting bent down, a hoarse whisper escaping his throat, "Xiaoqiao..."
His tongue curled as Gu Nanqiao's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and she couldn't help but place her hands on the top of his head.
The short hair pricked the palm of her hand, and a light blush appeared on her face.
Huo Jingting caught her hand, his narrow eyes filled with flames. "Behave, let me love you properly."
