The one-armed woman had no complaints about this.
Chen Yi cuddled the soft little fox in his arms, holding her tightly, and said quickly:
"Actually, I'm a little worried. What if you killing me was just an illusion? If that's the case, wouldn't I be seeking revenge on you for no reason? Just thinking about it makes my conscience uneasy."
Yin Tingxue half-understood, but she didn't want to dwell on past sorrows. In a soft voice, she replied:
"I'm yours…"
"Of course you're mine."
"Hmm… It doesn't matter whether you seek revenge or not." Yin Tingxue rested her chin on his shoulder. At this moment, Chen Yi was very gentle.
Chen Yi felt a warm current flow through his heart.
To him,
Could she really be starting to like me?
So, Chen Yi said gently:
"Little fox, I really like you."
"Really?"
Yin Tingxue leaned closer, her posture one of melting into his embrace. However, she was somewhat mindful of Zhou Yitang's presence, wanting to say something but hesitating.
