I Give My Heart to You [Zhang Qingsheng]
Zhang Qingsheng's solemn eyes made her feel numb. Under his glare, her breath grew short. He wasn't going to kill her, was he?
"What are you thinking about with that little head of yours? The master is not going to eat you," Zhang Qingsheng seemed to read her mind, or rather, he was so familiar with her that he could discern her inner thoughts at a glance.
He gently knocked on her head and let out a soft smile.
"Master..." Her soft lips were covered by his slender palm as he leaned closer.
The distance between them was neither too far nor too close; it didn't make her feel uncomfortable.
"Xue'er, last time, I didn't make it clear to you. But I want you to remember one thing: I will never hurt you. In your previous life, it was my fault. I shouldn't have hidden things from you and chosen to act in a way that caused you pain." Zhang Qingsheng's tone was low.