His eyes shone with perseverance and perseverance, so bright, so... charming.
Nangong Minglu released her hold on his hand and gently touched his beautiful face.
Suddenly, she smiled softly. Although her cheeks were as pale as pear blossoms, her eyes shone with gentle and charming light, "I think... I understand... so... I don't blame you!"
Han Xiyan was shocked by her words, and he looked at her in disbelief.
He thought that now, the relationship between him and her was completely over.
He thought that even if he didn't blame him for not saving him, he wouldn't be with him anymore...
But at this moment, he clearly saw the light of love flowing in her eyes...
A wave of ecstasy swept through his body...
"Xiao Lu..." He called her name.
She was amused by his confused look.
"I'm weird, aren't I?" Nangong Minglu asked him with a smile, "If you guessed me all at once and thought it through, how can I be called a cunning and weird little witch?"
"No! No!" Han Xiyan defended hurriedly, "Xiao Lu is not a little witch, Xiao Lu is an angel! The most beautiful and kind-hearted angel in the world!"
"No!" Nangong Minglu shook his head with a smile, "I'm not an angel, I'm just a cunning, weird, willful and bad-tempered girl. Because you are willing to tolerate me, we can be together!"
"I do! I do! As long as I can be with you, I'm willing to do anything!" Han Xiyan nodded eagerly.
Nangong Minglu gently rubbed her palm on his smooth face.
This cold and arrogant young man really loved her so much that he completely lost his temper...
"Yan!" Nangong Minglu gently called his name.
"Yeah!" Han Xiyan hummed softly.
Her warm palm pressed against his cold cheek, bringing a strange warmth to his heart.
Crispy, itchy, and numb.
She called his name, and he just responded softly. He was afraid that if the voice was louder, he would be frightened away by this strange feeling...
"Yan! Let's be together!" she said with a sigh.
"What?" He was so ecstatic that he couldn't believe his ears.
"I said... let's... be together!" she said, looking into his eyes.
"Xiao Lu... you mean... do you want to be with me?" he asked uncertainly.
"Yes!" She struggled to sit up, and he quickly helped her up.
She hooked her arms around his neck and snuggled into his arms, "Yan! Let's be together!"
"Xiao Lu!..." The sudden happiness stunned him. He hugged her tightly and could only call her name.
"Yan!..." She also called his name.
His arms were slightly cool, as were his hands and cheeks, but Nangong Minglu felt that the moment she hugged him tightly, a strange heat swept through her body.
She could feel that this embrace was the warmest and safest, and would only be given to her...
"Yan!" She moved in his arms, "Have you never hugged another woman?"
"Ah?" Han Xiyan didn't expect that she would ask this suddenly.
"I know, you have never hugged another woman!" She said with satisfaction.
"Yes! I have never hugged another woman before, and I will never hug another woman in the future. My arms are only reserved for Xiaolu..." He whispered against her hair, his voice a little hoarse.
"Yan!" She stood up from his arms.
She suddenly remembered that she had been sleeping for more than a day, and Han Xiyan had been with her the whole time. She had been lying down, but Han Xiyan... he must have been kneeling in front of her bed like this.
