With those words, Bufan quickly untied the ropes binding Xinying.
"You're the real tomcat!"
Xinying wiped away the tears on her pretty face, immediately hugged Bufan tightly, without a care for her hands, which had been bound for too long and had gone numb and sore. She said, profoundly moved, "I thought you, you bastard, didn't dare to come! If that scum had touched me, I'd like to see how you'd explain it to my cousin!"
Feeling the soft and tender heartbeat of Xinying against him, Bufan couldn't help but give a wry smile, and took her in his arms. He patted her back, comforting her, "Don't worry, no one can lay a finger on my woman!"
"Your woman? Who's your woman!"
Xinying quickly let go, wiped her tears, and took an embarrassed glance at Bufan, her face turning rosy as she spoke.
"You've just promised me that!"
Bufan looked at her with amusement and said with a mischievous smile.
Seeing Xinying's face turn even redder, he found it quite adorable.
