Ye Qifeng received Zhu Zhuqing's affirmative answer.
Joy stirred in his heart, and a gratified smile slipped onto his face.
After saying those words, Zhu Zhuqing finally showed a faint smile on her cool little face as well.
At that moment, she felt as though she had set down a thousand-pound burden, suddenly lighter than ever.
By now, Zhu Zhuqing's emotions had completely settled, and she had stopped crying.
Her tears had long since run dry. Only a few droplets remained at the corners of her slightly reddened eyes.
Yet she was reluctant to leave Ye Qifeng's embrace. She still held him tightly, nestled against his chest, refusing to move.
Big Brother Ye's embrace seemed to possess a strange magic that gave her an unparalleled sense of security.
It had been a long time since she had felt such security.
Big Brother Ye's embrace was so warm, so safe, so comforting...
In short, leaning against him felt inexplicably wonderful.
He smelled nice, too.
There was a faint, fresh fragrance that was almost intoxicating. Yes, intoxicating in a way she liked.
Ye Qifeng had no idea what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking.
But he knew that her emotions had stabilized, and holding her any longer would be somewhat inappropriate.
Zhu Zhuqing's limbs were slender, shapely, and athletic, yet her body was soft, especially where her chest pressed against him. It felt heavy, yet infinitely lovely.
Ye Qifeng reached out and wiped away the remaining tears at the corners of her eyes.
Although having her arms around him felt nice, he thought it over and gently reminded her:
"All right, Zhuqing, you should let go of me now. There are plenty of people watching."
At some point, a ring of people had gathered around them, whispering and pointing from a distance.
They were