In this situation, Lin Feng knew he didn't need to say anything more... Many times, actions are more important than words...
Lin Feng bent slightly, stretched out his strong arms, and swiftly picked up Xue Qingyi. He grinned and assured her, "Qingyi, don't worry. I'll keep you company tonight."
"Hmm, I like it when you hold me like this... just like back in the war zone when I pretended I didn't have the strength to run, and you carried me. It felt so comfortable..." Xue Qingyi, who had no idea how many glasses of wine she'd had, now had a somewhat hazy look in her eyes. She murmured, her voice like a whisper drifting from some ethereal distance, incredibly soothing to hear...
Hearing Xue Qingyi's words, Lin Feng felt a warmth spread through his heart. The arm around her waist tightened, and he gently pressed his lips to her cheek. In that moment, silence spoke louder than words.
