After returning to the bedroom, Long Lingli placed her heavily on the soft big bed, helping her take off her shoes. She was wrapped in his suit, curled up on the bed like a kitten, unwilling to lie down, just sitting there with her arms around her knees, tears continuously streaming down...
He also kicked off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, and sat facing her. He reached out and playfully flicked her small nose, then gently wiped her tears with the pad of his finger.
"In the future, don't cry alone. Talk about anything that's bothering you; just shedding tears can't solve any problem, understand?" He cupped her small face with both hands and spoke gently and affectionately. At this moment, he had shed his usual domineering and fierce demeanor and appeared tender and harmless.
"Saying it won't help you understand!" Shen Yujie glared at him with resentment, pushed away his big hands, and turned her face to the side.
