Feng Qing pouted and asked, "What if it doesn't work?"
Xie Jiuhan said word by word, "Then tie me up with a rope and restrict my movements."
Feng Qing stared at the man without blinking. "My heart will hurt then."
Xie Jiuhan's voice darkened. "Remember, I don't need you to save me at the cost of hurting yourself because my heart will hurt too."
Listening to the man's words of love, Feng Qing looked straight at Xie Jiuhan. She did not say anything else and only looked at the man quietly. The man reached out and flicked her forehead gently.
Feng Qing acknowledged softly. Xie Jiuhan looked at her face. The words "I won't listen to you!" were written on it. The man knew that his words were for nothing. This petite woman was like this. She was not afraid of him or death, but this woman had never thought that her actions would make his heart ache.
"Feng Qing!" Xie Jiuhan suddenly called the woman's full name.
"Ah?" The woman replied softly.
