Mo Ran did not open his eyes, offering no response to him.
"Ranran?" he asked, puzzled, as he felt her forehead and noticed her slight trembling.
Alarmed, he quickly picked her up and shook her, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Pressed against his chest, she caught the scent of that perfume again.
How she hated that smell!
Mo Ran suddenly opened her eyes and pushed him away forcefully; she did not want his closeness!
Perhaps it was the Black Angel acting up, or perhaps it was the pent-up grievances from last night, but at that moment she felt particularly sad and aggrieved, wanting to petulantly push him away.
Gu Yixuan stood there, dazed, with a flicker of darkness crossing his eyes, "Ranran..."
Tears welled up in Mo Ran's eyes as she buried her face in the pillow, her body quivering.
She felt truly heartbroken, longing to ask him what Gao Zhenzhen meant in his heart, and what she herself meant to him.
