The moment Zixuan saw Feng Chengjin, she was taken aback.
Because according to her understanding, wasn't he supposed to be chatting with Yu Yuanshen and others in the study? Why would he suddenly come looking for her? And with such an expression?
Zixuan's eyes were bewildered.
Feng Chengjin locked eyes with her as he pushed open the door, his gaze slowly moving to her lower abdomen, then back to her face, then scanning her entire body, before finally resting on her heart.
When he returned his gaze to her, his Mo Tong eyes trembled slightly.
Pressing his lips, he walked step by step to Zixuan.
The next moment, he pulled her into his arms with a tight embrace.
Zixuan had never felt such force in her life, it was as if she was being confined to death in his embrace.
Indeed, that was precisely Feng Chengjin's intention.
Even as he crossed his arms over her, and his head passed her shoulder, from a direction she couldn't see, his eyes started to tremble deeply with dual light.
