Chapter 170: Is It Too Late to Die Now?

Jiang Yanshen's heart ached because of her tears. The anger on his face faded and his heart ached. He coaxed her gently, "Don't cry. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, okay?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. The moment he opened his mouth, the tears that Lin Qingqian had locked in her eyes couldn't help but flow out.

Her tears fell fiercely and heavily, as if they were thousands of kilograms of stones that smashed into Jiang Yanshen's heart.

The man's cold and slender fingers gently wiped away the tears on her face. "Qianqian, don't cry, don't cry…"

As he spoke in a low and hoarse voice, his long arms couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her hair.

His actions were intimate and familiar.

Lin Qingqian didn't know what was going on either. Her mind was blank, and her tears flowed uncontrollably like a broken tap.