Perhaps it was the warmth of the man’s embrace, or perhaps it was the profound sense of security he provided, but the heart that had been suspended in mid-air gradually settled.
She looked up at the sound, her gaze meeting the gentle, warm eyes of Song Hanjiang.
Once he saw that she was standing steadily, Song Hanjiang slowly loosened his grip on her waist. The look he gave her, however, carried a subtle, lingering reluctance.
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