Luo Xiao kept his head down, Meng Yao grasped his wrist, the man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't have the strength to shake her off.
He didn't move.
Meng Yao stepped forward two steps, placed one hand on his shoulder and patted lightly. She felt uncomfortable inside, but still opened her mouth to persuade him, "I think once she calms down, things might get better. Don't be too upset, girls are always more emotional."
Luo Xiao remained motionless. Meng Yao felt his whole body trembling suddenly. She turned around, wrapped her arms around Luo Xiao's neck, and directly embraced him. "Hall Master, do you want to cry?"
Luo Xiao's whole body shook, an indescribable bitterness surged up his heart, he choked, "Let go."
Meng Yao didn't release her hold. She was shorter than Luo Xiao, and only by standing on tiptoe could she get close to his ear, "Hall Master, I like you."
"..."
