Xiao Jinhan frowned and subconsciously distanced himself from her.
At this moment, Tang Yaoyao seemed to have clung to a life-saving tree; how could she let go?
She reached out and hugged his neck.
She buried her face in his chest, trying to escape the sound of thunder and rain.
Even so, the sound still reached her ears, making her tremble violently.
Xiao Jinhan's thin lips parted slightly: "Afraid of thunder?"
Tang Yaoyao didn't say anything, but gripped his white shirt tightly with both hands until her fingertips turned white.
Xiao Jinhan instinctively felt a bit repulsed by women getting too close. He frowned and said in a somewhat ruthless voice, "Let go."
A faint scent of orchid and musk wafted into her nostrils, and the warmth of his body made her realize what she had done.
She released him almost instantly, moved back a little, and kept her distance from him.
In the dim light, you could see the wrinkles on his body from her scratching.
"I……"
Rumble—
"ah!"
Tang Yaoyao screamed again and threw herself into his arms.
In a daze, she saw that face, charred black from being hacked, with drops of blood gushing out.
It convulsed twice and then died.
Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and she hugged Xiao Jinhan even tighter.
Her small body was trembling uncontrollably, and her breathing was rapid.
Xiao Jinhan sensed her fear, and his dark chestnut pupils deepened slightly.
He moved his hand, paused in mid-air, and then put it back in its original position.
This time, at least I didn't push her away.
Tang Yaoyao knew that it wasn't good to hold him like this in the middle of the night.
But she couldn't control herself; as soon as she let go, the fear that arose from her heart would destroy her consciousness.
At this moment, all pretense has been dropped, and only fear remains.
"you……"
“Xiao Jinhan…” Tang Yaoyao interrupted him with a trembling voice, like a child afraid of being abandoned.
This was probably the first time Tang Yaoyao had called him by his full name.
Xiao Jinhan's brows furrowed even more deeply: "What is it?"
Her voice trembled as she spoke haltingly, "Don't push me away, just this once... please?"
Xiao Jinhan paused for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder: "Okay."
After that, Tang Yaoyao would tremble every time thunder rumbled.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Perhaps it was because Xiao Jinhan exuded too much masculinity, or perhaps she was too tired and sleepy, but the fear gradually dissipated.
Slowly close your eyes and drift off to sleep.
But she knew that the thunder would become a shadow over her entire life.
Xiao Jinhan lowered his head, and his nose just touched her soft hair. A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, mixed with a hint of rose.
Just as alluring as she is.
Xiao Jinhan's thin lips curved into a slight smile.
It turns out that the fearless little imp is afraid of thunder.
...
Late at night.
After the thunderstorm, Tang Yaoyao's sleep was actually very light, especially since she had been sleeping alone for many years.
Suddenly, someone appeared beside her, and she almost woke up with a start.
She moved slightly, and in an instant, she felt that in addition to the scent of orchids and musk, Xiao Jinhan also had a very unique, cool fragrance, a scent that was very familiar.
Tang Yaoyao looked up at him; he seemed to be sleeping soundly.
And what's more, his hand was actually on her waist?
In an instant, that familiar feeling was dispelled by anger.
He took advantage of her again!
That bastard Xiao Laosi!
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