Ah Chen had just rested when someone entered the room.
This person's movement technique was impressive, arriving at the bedside in an instant and pressing her sleep acupoint.
"Qin Chen, we finally meet." Mo Ying sat by the bed, looking at the woman who had fallen into a deep sleep, his eyes filled with emotion as he caught the familiar scent drifting towards him, "Indeed, it's a familiar smell."
Then his expression paused; merely this fragrance could elicit a reaction from his injured parts. It was worth the long journey to be by her side.
"Since we have met, I won't let this chance slip by."
"But now is not the time."
It wasn't fear of Pei Hui, after all, he had a mysterious force, hiding someone was easy.
He wanted Qin Chen to willingly go with him, otherwise, with her temperament, she might cause trouble.
As long as she was willing, he could imagine how joyful the days ahead would be, unable to suppress a slight smile.
