Bai Yuexi gently buried her head in ah Luo's neck and softly thanked her.
She didn't know why she had to say thank you, but she just wanted to say it to ah Luo.
A-Qing's hand gently wrapped around Bai Yuexi, his fingers stiff, not knowing what to do.
In fact, at such a close distance, ah Luo could smell the faint fragrance on Bai yuechan's head.
A few strands of Bai Yuexi's hair also naughtily fell on ah Luo's cheeks.
It made a-Qing feel as smooth as silk.
Ah Luo's hand trembled, perhaps his heart trembled, making him want to reach out and touch Bai Yuexi's hair.
However, ah Luo's endurance was very strong. Even if this thought in his heart was very strong, he still resisted it.
He only reached out and gently patted Bai Yuexi's back,"miss, don't say thank you to ah Zhen. It's ah Zhen who should thank you. Miss has saved ah Zhen many times. Without miss, ah Zhen would have died."
