Song Tingfan reflexively raised his hand, then quickly dropped it again. His eyes slightly drooped, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.
Did he stop liking her because she was no longer beautiful?
"Let your parents go with you."
He didn't trust anyone else.
Lin Qiao: "..."
She pinched his face, smiling, "Alright, you're even more sour than pickled vegetables."
Seeing that he wasn't angry, she couldn't help but "tsk tsk" in her heart; the villain really indulged her, and she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
Staring at her lips as they opened and closed, Song Tingfan lowered his head to kiss her, quickly releasing, and somewhat forcefully instructed, "Don't stay with him."
"Alright, alright." Lin Qiao earnestly nodded her head.
Worried she was standing too long, Song Tingfan pulled her to sit down, and then said, "Qin Wuli was captured."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao felt a bit guilty, and whispered, "Tingfan, I... I... I was the one who knocked her out."
