Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes as he watched her movements calmly.
His hand finally landed on the bathrobe belt around her waist.
The little girl's hand was cold as she held onto his, trembling slightly. It was obvious that she was extremely nervous.
As she moved, she quietly observed the man's reaction.
However, she found that his expression was calm, and even his breathing was regular.
This discovery disappointed her a little. When she saw his reaction, her already tensed emotions were like a dam that was on the verge of collapsing.
Tears poured out of her eyes. Her eyelashes trembled, and her tears fell like beads that had lost their thread.
Drops fell on the back of the man's hand, splashing water.
Huo Yunque sighed and shook his head. He helplessly and lovingly wiped her tears with his fingers.
"Why are you crying?"
"Huhu... I... hic!"
