Is it the truth? That person? Who is that person? She was confused.
Although she has always been by Li Lun's side, he would not mention details to her about many things, and it was normal for him to be a little unable to react. What's more, when he suddenly said something, it was a bit inexplicable...
After a long time, Li Lun moved, slowly stood up and walked towards Qiao Xiao, "Come here... Xiaoxiao, hurry up!" [
Qiao Xiao stood there dumbly, not having the courage to step forward, but even less courage to retreat.
Until, Li Lun moved on his own and stood in front of her as quickly as the wind. Without hesitation, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly...
In an instant, Qiao Xiao shuddered.
Cold, so cold! He felt cold on his body.
Not only was his shirt already soaked with ice water... there was also an indescribable coldness inside.
Normally, she would definitely push him away, but now - she didn't. Even if she wanted to push, she couldn't do it even if she had the will and strength to do so. He hugged her too hard... as if he wanted to crush her body against his chest!
"I went to see Ning Xing'er today." Li Lun's heartbeat was up and down very fast, his breathing was messy, and his blood-red eyes were extremely frightening. He seemed to have spent a lot of effort on a simple sentence, gritting his teeth and speaking every word.
They are all stained with hatred. Who is he, Li Lun? If he has intentions, even if Ning Xing'er refuses to say it, will he not be able to trick him out?
"See her?" Qiao Xiao refrained from shouting.
At the same time, she also understood. He had rescued Ning Xing'er from that man. Not only did that man want to kill Ning Xing'er to silence him, he also tried to kill him several times. Just now he said that he understood "Then
Who is "person"? Is this person someone he is familiar with and someone he trusts?
What is his identity?! What role does that person play next to Li Lun? He hates that person so much, but he doesn’t have the impulse to kill that person directly...
Suddenly, Qiao Xiao was touched somewhere deep in her heart.
She didn't understand why, but at this moment she was no longer afraid of him.
There is a feeling of distress that has never been felt before, spreading strangely...
The pair of small hands that didn't know where they should be placed slowly and hesitantly pressed on his back, and hugged him back carefully. From being unnatural at the beginning, they gradually let go, and one small hand was still there.
Patting his back gently, a small gesture of silent comfort, inadvertent but so caring...