An Ying lowered her eyes shyly, and after a long moment, she raised her eyes and said nonchalantly: "Hao, I'm fine, right?"
"Well, it's okay, don't be afraid!"
Tian Junhao took in An Ying's emotions and raised his hand to explore her forehead. The temperature had returned to normal. There was a thin layer of fragrant sweat on her face because of the torment just now.
At this moment, I remembered what I wanted to ask her: "How did you get caught? How did you get a fever?"
"Me." An Ying moved her lips slightly before continuing: "When school was over, I got caught in the rain. Later, a car showed up and wanted to kidnap Xuelian. She was the female classmate who was with me. Later,
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An Ying did not dare to say that she did not care about her own safety in order to save Xue Lian.
Tian Junhao's beautiful brows twitched slightly, he comforted An Ying in his arms, and thought for a while.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, if he touches his precious woman, he will have to pay a heavy price.
"An Ying, do you miss me?"
After getting rid of the doubts in his heart, Tian Junhao transferred his realization to An Ying again. After ten years of not seeing each other, does she miss him?
"I..." An Ying stammered and was speechless. What could she say? Did she say that she didn't want to? Did she say that she wanted to escape?
He had taken care of her for ten years, provided her with good food and clothing, and provided for her like a princess. She could not be so ungrateful.
An Ying is not the kind of heartless girl. She knows who her benefactor is. When Tian Junhao picked her up from the roadside ten years ago, his kindness was destined to be impossible for An Ying to repay.
If a girl does not have the ability to be self-reliant, can she only use her body to repay all her kindness?
"Do you miss me?" Tian Junhao approached step by step, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flashing with anticipation.
He thinks about her all the time.
Seeing An Ying didn't respond, a trace of sadness arose in his heart. Did he really not think about it?
He stared at An Ying affectionately, but An Ying only focused on the fawn jumping around and couldn't feel it at all.
The breath that hit her face made her feel uncomfortable all over.