She suddenly opened her eyes, wanting to retreat inside, but her shoulder was tightly held.
"Don't be afraid... I scared you," Lu Ziyuan softly consoled her, asking, "Is there any discomfort?"
"Let go of me..." Xie Wanqing pressed against his chest with her hand, at least to prevent them from being too close. She wanted to reprimand him loudly, but her voice was weak and powerless.
"What if I can't let go?" Lu Ziyuan laughed as he spoke slowly, "I really can't let go."
That laugh was full of mischief. Xie Wanqing only heard the mockery in it, and her already unpleasant expression instantly turned cold.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyuan dared not tease her again. After releasing her, he gently asked, "Are you hungry?"
Xie Wanqing curled up with the blanket inside, remaining silent upon hearing his words.
He reached out, trying to grasp her shoulder, but after she quickly avoided his hand, he slowly retracted it.
