Xiaonuan opened her slightly swollen eyes and glanced at Nangong Yaoling.
She lowered her head again: "It's nothing... I'm not blaming you..."
"Xiaonuan..." Nangong Yaoling looked at her appearance, her eyes swollen from crying, and her small face showing a look of grievance.
He felt his heart melting.
He reached out and cupped her face.
He bowed his head and gently kissed her forehead.
"Alright, don't cry... I will never yell at you again, okay?"
Xia Xiaonuan reached out and wrapped her arms around Nangong Yaoling's waist.
She rubbed her face against his chest.
Nangong Yaoling quickly reached out and pressed her head into his embrace.
"Uh..."
"Alright, alright... don't cry anymore, darling. When you cry, my heart almost breaks. You can ask me to do anything, just don't cry anymore, okay?"
Xia Xiaonuan smelled the familiar scent on the man, feeling her whole heart settle down.
The previous anxiety and sadness seemed to have diminished a lot.
