Yan Yan didn't make a sound, his phoenix eyes deep and dark, taking in the young girl's disheveled appearance.
His heart inexplicably throbbed with sharp pain.
He pressed his lips tightly together, suddenly pulling her fiercely into his embrace.
He held her so tightly, with powerful arms, as if he wished to fuse her into his body.
Yun Qiluo was initially happy to see him, but being suddenly hugged so tightly, she couldn't help but gasp in pain.
"It hurts a little..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yan thought she was injured.
He hurriedly checked her over, but apart from rope and handcuff marks on her wrists and ankles, he found no other injuries.
He couldn't help but softly ask, "Where does it hurt?"
Yun Qiluo sniffled, burying her face into his chest again: "It's hurting a bit because you're hugging me too tightly."
Yan Yan sighed in relief, bending down carefully to pick her up horizontally.
