Huo Chuan stared at Yun Qing, trying to catch something in her eyes.
Shock.
Alienation.
Resistance.
...
Amidst his various emotions, Huo Chuan realized that Yun Qing did not seem to dislike him!
Huo Chuan suddenly gained an inexplicable sense of confidence, and the tenderness in his eyes increased. He could not help but reach out his hand to stroke Yun Qing's head, but in the next second, Yun Qing shrank back, as if Huo Chuan was a monster.
Huo Chuan's outstretched hand froze, and his heart, which had been clear and bright just a moment ago, became enshrouded in stormclouds again.
Yun Qing sensed Huo Chuan's overflowing emotions, but such feelings made her extremely resistant.
Could it be that men really only knew how to appreciate their treasure after losing them?
