The rain curtain gradually obscured people's sight, blurring Xiao Yu and Su Miaoyan's vision. Xiao Yu held Su Miaoyan tightly and brought her back to the Xiao family.
He personally attended to Su Miaoyan, helping her bathe and change her clothes, then lifted her onto the bed and placed her on the pillow. Her delicate and white little feet were meticulously wiped clean by him and tucked into the blanket.
"Brother Xiao Yu."
Su Miaoyan's voice was light and soft, with a hint of reluctant tenderness.
She rested her head on one of Xiao Yu's hands, her eyes moist, staring at Xiao Yu like a frightened baby, "Brother Xiao Yu, don't deceive me anymore, and don't drive me away again, okay?"
Xiao Yu's face was pale, his eyes cold and deep, feeling displeasure and regret after being manipulated, but facing Su Miaoyan, he couldn't utter a single word of reprimand.
"Never joke about your safety again."
He pinched her slender wrist, his gaze fierce as he warned her.
