Then he lifted one hand and signed slowly, his wet fingers moving in front of her.
Do not go near water alone.
Lin Huahua looked at him.
His blue eyes were still full of fear.
Her heart squeezed.
She nodded. "I will not."
Hu Baiyu signed again.
Promise.
Lin Huahua lowered her head and whispered, "I promise."
Only then did the huge lion's shoulders loosen a little.
Mu Qingyi stood and took Lin Huahua from Hu Baiyu carefully. At first Hu Baiyu did not let go. His arms tightened for one instinctive second, and his lion ears flicked forward because everything in him rejected the idea of not holding her right now. Mu Qingyi did not force him. He only waited, then said softly, "I will carry her. You are still hurt from the fight."
Hu Baiyu looked down at his own shoulder, where thin red scratches marked his skin from Mo Chenyuan's claws, and for the first time Lin Huahua noticed them.
Her eyes widened at once. "Baiyu, you are hurt."
Hu Baiyu shook his head immediately.
