Feeling assured, Yun Qiluo finally relaxed. Her little face once again lit up with a smile, and she obediently ran over to fetch a couple of outfits to try on in her room.
However, halfway there, she stopped again.
She turned her head, looking at him with a bit of hesitation for a while.
Then she came over and tugged at the hem of his clothes, asking, "Beautiful woman, can you wait here for me?"
"Hmm?" The man let out a lazy nasal sound.
Her big eyes blinked a couple of times as she softly said, "I'm afraid that once I come out, you'll be gone again."
In her gentle voice, there was a trace of uncertainty, along with an obvious reliance.
It inexplicably made a part of the man's heart soften.
He half-squinted his long, narrow eyes.
After a long pause, he tossed out two words: "Won't go."
Only then did Yun Qiluo feel assured. Holding her clothes, she dashed upstairs, the sound of her slippers echoing urgently, as she seemed very pressed.
