Baili Xia was filled with despair now.
No matter if it was voluntary or not, she couldn't forgive herself for what happened.
"Just go." She turned her face away, looking at an unknown corner.
"I'm fine, just tired and want to sleep some more."
Mu Xiaoyao, however, was unsettled by the despair he saw in her eyes.
His tall figure leaned forward, his big hand reached out, easily pulling her over.
"Don't touch me!" Recollections of last night flooded back, and Baili Xia's face turned completely pale.
But this time, Mu Xiaoyao didn't listen to her.
After pulling her over, he hugged her tightly in his arms.
"I know you're hurting, but can you calm down first, please?"
He wasn't good at comforting women, to put it mildly, he couldn't even say anything nice.
But things weren't as bad as she imagined, she just didn't understand.
Baili Xia still wanted to struggle, but Mu Xiaoyao placed his hand on her head, pressing her against his chest.
