บท 681: He's Angry

The girl in his arms always had many secrets, but this did not affect her position in Huo Yunque's heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As he comforted her, the girl trembled even more. She huddled in Huo Yunque's arms like a little beast afraid of being abandoned. Fear occupied every cell in her body.

Her weak voice was no better than a cat's whimper.

She seemed to have fallen into a strange loop and kept repeating the same sentence.

Huo Yunque closed his eyes and gently pinched the back of her neck as if to comfort her.

"It's okay."

The next second, he used his palm like a knife and hit the back of her neck.

When Huo Qi came down, he happened to witness the scene with his own eyes. The young girl's body went limp and fell into the man's arms.

No one noticed that even in her unconscious state, her body was trembling slightly.