After returning to the cave, he slammed the wooden spear in his hand onto the ground and roared, "If I hadn't come back, were you going to run off again?"
"What?"
Why was this man suddenly getting angry?
Su Qiao thought he was being completely unreasonable.
Ji Hanfeng stared fixedly at her with his dark eyes. After a long while, he suddenly laughed, his smile filled with despair:
"Am I still not good enough to you? Why do you still want to run away?"
"..." Su Qiao was completely at a loss, but seeing the sorrow in his eyes made her feel unusually distressed.
She suddenly reached out and smacked him hard on the head. "What are you imagining with that little head of yours?"
"Who ran away? Is your brain acting up again? Are you asking for a beating?"
That smack scattered both Ji Hanfeng's anger and his sadness.
He stared at her pitifully. "You... you didn't leave with... a man?"
"Which man?"
His voice was very soft and somewhat slurred, so Su Qiao hadn't heard him clearly.
Ji Hanfeng's expression turned awkward. He looked left and right, not daring to meet her eyes. "That... that Lu... Lu Yizhi."
Su Qiao ground her teeth and put her hands on her hips. "Looks like you haven't been beaten for three days, so your skin is itching again."
She had already emphasized it to him so many times, yet he was still suspecting that she had something going on with Lu Yizhi.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me."
Ji Hanfeng hurriedly grabbed her raised hand. "I... I was wrong, all right?"
He hadn't even known what he had been thinking at the time. When he returned and couldn't find Su Qiao, he had completely lost his mind.
There had only been