Hearing the sound of a fan falling to the ground, Daohua’s eyes slightly opened, and just as she was about to sit up and pick up the rounded fan, she realized she was enveloped by a shadow.
Daohua suddenly woke up, thinking she was still alone in the inn outside.
"Yiyi, it’s me!"
Seeing Daohua’s tense expression, Xiao Yeyang hurriedly spoke to soothe her.
There was only one lamp lit in the room; the light was somewhat dim.
Daohua, hearing that it was Xiao Yeyang’s voice, instantly relaxed her tensed emotions. "How come you..." Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Yeyang hugged her tightly.
"Thank goodness you’re alright, thank goodness..."
Xiao Yeyang held Daohua tightly, repeatedly muttering these words.
God knows how panicked he was when he heard that Daohua had been chased and fallen into the river.
Daohua felt Xiao Yeyang’s fear, reached out to hug him back, and patted his back: "Xiao Yeyang, I’m fine now."
Xiao Yeyang did not respond but buried his head in the nape of Daohua’s neck, his arms tightly encircling Daohua’s shoulders and slender waist, as if only by holding her this way could he ensure she would never leave him.
Daohua let Xiao Yeyang hold her, continuously patting his back to calm his emotions.
After a quarter of an hour, seeing Xiao Yeyang with no intention of letting her go, Daohua had to speak up: "Xiao Yeyang, let me go first, I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable!"
Now, in the height of summer, even at night, the weather was unbearably hot; Xiao Yeyang’s embrace felt like a furnace, and after being held for a while, she began to sweat.
The sweat sticking to her body was very uncomfortable.
Xiao Yeyang paused and slowly loosened his arms.
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