He looked at Norris Moore for a while, and the sternness in his brows somewhat faded.
Norris Moore was hugging his neck, in the narrow space of the sofa, her entire body encircled by the man's arms, just holding her like that.
Enjoying the silence between them.
Afterward, a kiss landed on her forehead.
Norris Moore raised her head, looking at the small smile at the corner of the man's lips.
"Listen, no matter what happens in the future, you find me first; you're not allowed to handle it alone," he said.
The man's voice was serious, a bit of a mood killer; the harmony they just had was easily destroyed by him.
Norris Moore pouted, feeling somewhat displeased, "I did think of you at that time, but she said she was injured, I couldn't just ignore her, and when I thought about going to check on her, I saw she was quite flustered; I hadn't expected it, I didn't think that much at the moment."
In that situation, anyone would hardly have time to think too much.
