Shen Luo'an hugged her tightly.
Shen Manting wasn't sure if her mind was playing tricks on her, but she sensed… fear in him.
But wasn't he a man?
Why would a man be fearful of anything at all?
Shen Manting was perplexed.
She wrapped her arms around him and whispered, "Honey..."
Silence filled the room.
Only the sound of running water could be heard in the bathroom.
Shen Luo'an held her tightly and whispered, "Manting, I love you."
His low, deep voice was trembling along with him.
Shen Manting froze when she heard his declaration.
She should be elated.
Yet, for some odd reason, she couldn't help feeling sad.
Shen Manting felt him hugging her even tighter. She groaned in discomfort and whispered, "You're holding me too tight, honey. It hurts."
Shen Luo'an released her gently.
Shen Manting noticed that Shen Luo'an's eyes were reddening.