Mo Roulan raised her head to look at the person who was holding her. The face in front of her eyes stole her breath away.
The ice-cold blue eyes looked down at her.
"Are you alright?"
His deep but gentle voice fell in her ears. She shook her head in 'no' dumbly and then nodded in 'Yes' a moment later. Her lips parted a little but she couldn't form any words. She lowered her head in confusion.
A low chuckle vibrated in the air and she heard a whisper on the top of her head.
'Little Fool.'
She swiftly raised her head but seeing those cold blue eyes she thought it must have been her illusion.
Her trance was broken when she was taken out of his hold by crying Shen Youlin.
"I was so afraid when I saw you falling."
Hugging her tightly, Shen Youlin buried her face in her shoulders.
Mo Roulan felt wetness on her shoulder. She patted Youlin's back. From the corner of her eye, she sneaked a glance at him. But she immediately glanced away when her eyes met with his blue ones.
