"What are you doing?! Stop it!" He was mortified, his face bursting red. He had never met a woman as brave and bold as this one. "You can't just change in front of a guy! Do you do this often?"
"N-no…" Yang Ruqin sniffled, her eyes welling with tears. Oh goodness, here comes the waterworks. A drunk Yang Ruqin was a crybaby. "I-I'm sensitive...Don't yell at me."
Huo Qiudong panicked. The only thing he could do was engulfing her in his arms. He soothingly rubbed his hands on her back.
"I'm sorry, I won't yell again, I promise. You can take off your clothes all you want and I won't mind. Rob my house and take my dignity too, I also won't care. Just… just don't cry on me, okay?" He shakily breathed out. Tears. Tears were his only weakness. He couldn't stand it when he saw a woman cry. He didn't know the proper way to react.
