Sorry I am Late

Eyes closed, Su Qingsang could hear the sound around her clearly.

Footsteps, noises, and a small sound of the wind. She could even feel the wind of the fist throwing.

"Stop it!"

There came a cold snap. Someone pulled her body aside. The next second, she was thrown into a warm and strong hug.

Su Qingsang opened her hand, looking up along the hand on her waist.

"Jinyao?" On the phone, she told him there was no need for him to come. But when she thought she was going to be punched, how she wished him to be by her side!

"Jinyao."

She held on his arm. Su Qingsang was about to accept the result to be punched, but at the sight of Huo Jinyao, she almost burst into tears.

"Huo Jinyao," She had so much to say but barely uttered a word. She kept calling his name.

"I am here. I am here." Huo Jinyao held Su Qingsang, hugging her tightly.

"Honey, I am sorry. I am late."