Upon hearing Nan Sheng's words, Yin Han did not reply, but stared intently at Nan Sheng, his eyes burning with madness.
After Nan Sheng finished speaking, she sniffed and said, "So, you know now?"
As she spoke, she nuzzled Yin Han's nose.
"Shengbao, I never imagined it would be like this..."
Yin Han thought that if things continued like this, she would at most say that it wasn't about making amends, but that she had truly fallen in love with him, Yin Han, in this life. However, she never expected that in her previous life, after he left, she had come to understand her own heart.
This makes him happier than if he saved the galaxy. No, saving the galaxy has nothing to do with him.
Nan Sheng knew he was still in the midst of his surprise and joy, so she continued to explain, "I didn't mean to leave just now. It's because you're always insecure and always doubt my feelings for you that I'm also very sad, upset, and wronged. I was thinking about what I should do to make you truly believe me and stop running away. So, if you hadn't come forward and stopped me just now, we might not have been able to see each other for several more days."
Upon hearing Nan Sheng's words, Yin Han tightened his grip on her hands. Fortunately, he managed to hold her back.
"I'm sorry..." At this moment, Yin Han's thousand words were reduced to a single "I'm sorry."
He knows he was wrong.
"I've been looking for you for a long time. I went to your dorm, I went to the moon in the sky, and I even went to your cabin."
After calming down, Nan Sheng told Yin Han about her grievances.
Yin Han lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, then lifted his foot to walk forward.
He's always been here; this is where they first met.
He was almost going crazy from not seeing her for the past few days. The feeling of wanting to see her but not daring to face her, the panic, anxiety and turmoil overwhelmed him. He never wanted to go through that again.
"Where are we going?" Nan Sheng couldn't help but ask as she saw Yin Han carrying her forward.
Yin Han didn't say anything. The next second, Nan Sheng saw his car not far from the corner of the alley. With the night covering the black car, it was quite well hidden.
She didn't even see it.
Yin Han held Nan Sheng with one arm and opened the door with the other. He then strode over and the two of them sat together in the back seat of the car.
Nan Sheng straddled Yin Han's lap, her small face nestled in his chest, her arms wrapped around his waist, and she began to sniffle. Yin Han tried to lift her face to face him, but she refused.
"Shengbao, can I take a look?"
Yin Han held her tightly with one arm and stroked her hair with the other.
"Don't call me Shengbao." Nan Sheng rubbed her head against Yin Han's chest.
"Okay, sweetie... get up and let me see you, okay? I miss you." Yin Han's deep, magnetic voice made Nan Sheng involuntarily raise her head and stare at him blankly.
Because she had shed an unusually large number of tears tonight, Nan Sheng's eyes were brimming with tears, her nose was red, and her moist cherry lips were extremely red from Yin Han's recent abuse, making her look weak and pitiful with a hint of allure.
Yin Han swallowed hard, his eye sockets were also in better condition than Nan Sheng's.
"You said you didn't want me to cry, but you've been avoiding me these past few days." Nan Sheng scolded Yin Han gently.
Yin Han pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, it won't happen again. There won't be a next time. You can punish me however you want, but you can't leave me."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and every word that reached Nan Sheng's ears stirred a strong tremor in her heart.
Nan Sheng bit her lip: "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"
It's one thing to coax him, it's another to be spoiled and aggrieved, and when she can't find him, she's so scared that she doesn't know what to do.
Just like when he was hurt by Lu Zhicheng and couldn't find him, that fear enveloped his entire body, enough to suffocate him.
Yin Han gently stroked Nan Sheng's lips with his well-defined fingertips, and said tenderly, "Mmm, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't bite, okay?"
As Yin Han spoke, he reached out and put down the armrest of the back seat, took out a wet wipe from it, and wiped the tear stains on Nan Sheng's face again and again: "Wipe it off, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to have tears on your cheeks later."
Nan Sheng looked at Yin Han's serious gaze without moving, obediently letting him wipe her.
Yin Han's gaze was like a vortex; once you met it, it drew you in. Just like now, his deep eyes seemed to be covered by a thin layer of mist, hazy and shimmering.
Seeing her stunned expression, Yin Han tensed up, his movements slowing unconsciously: "Sweetie, I want to kiss you..."
Having not seen each other for a while, he missed her terribly; that brief but passionate kiss just now was simply not enough for Yin Han.
Nan Sheng suddenly jolted back to her senses. She had just been about to bite and kiss him, but then she seemed to remember something and her expression turned serious: "No."
Seeing her resolute refusal, Yin Han assumed she was still angry and quickly said, "Sweetie, I'm sorry, I haven't kissed you properly for days. I missed you so much..."
Yin Han tossed the used wet wipes aside, hugged Nan Sheng, and rubbed their foreheads together, his coquettishness quite obvious.
It was obvious that Nan Sheng had gotten used to him doing this.
Yin Han always presented a unique image to her, one that no one else could ever see.
Nan Sheng gently pushed her away, her red eyes gleaming: "Han Baobao, do you remember what I said would be the punishment if you didn't tell me something?"
Yin Han's eyes flashed. Having a baby?
He liked the process of the punishment, but not the result.
"But Guai Guai also kept it from me. That night, after I went home, I went back to the Nan family and saw you sneak out through the back door and then go to do something bad with Su Chuanlin, something dangerous."
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