Lu Jingchen lowered his gaze to look at the somewhat nervous Song Qiao in front of him, couldn't help but laugh silently, and had to admit that her expression was much more lively than usual. Her face was full of worry, as if she was afraid of upsetting his parents.
He placed one hand on her waist, and with the other hand, he lifted her palm to his lips and kissed it gently, opening with a light tone, "You don't need to worry so much. This visit is just to meet them, they won't do anything to you."
Upon hearing this, although Song Qiao felt more relaxed, she still couldn't help but worry a little. However, all she could do was respond faintly and bury her head in Lu Jingchen's chest, coquettishly saying, "Don't move, just let me lean on you for a moment."
Lu Jingchen really stayed still, just standing there and letting Song Qiao lean on him, although she didn't see the way his eyes shifted subtly after he had spoken those words, which was difficult to fathom.
