He immediately looked at the torn clothes on her body in surprise, clenched his hands tightly, and showed a murderous expression on his face.
"He...he didn't do anything to me, really."
Why should you explain to him? Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with him, right?
An Luoming frowned and suddenly hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly.
Lin Fan was stunned, this hug... was too ambiguous?
But the breath on his body kept coming, making him feel indescribably comfortable.
She stretched out her arms and hesitated whether to hug him, and finally, with a blushing face, she grabbed the corner of his clothes and held on tightly.
"I won't let you get hurt again, really." He whispered softly in her ear.
It was so itchy... Lin Fan couldn't help but hide away.
An Luoming suddenly realized the problem with this sentence. How could he say such a thing if he was so cold-hearted? Who would he give such a promise to?
But why does my heart feel uncontrollably uncomfortable when I see her like this?
"Am I okay? Don't worry..."
He also said last time, I won't let you die, but in the end...
"Shut up." He pulled her away, "You are my fiancée, no matter if it is true or not, as long as you are mine, no one else can touch you!"
No! It's obviously not the sentence, but why is it like this when you blurt it out?
But if you think about it seriously, it's actually true.
Lin Fan opened his mouth, but said nothing. It turned out that it was just because she was hers, not because of his concern.