Luna Collins hooked her arms around Blackwood Fu's neck and watched his thin lips pressed into a straight line. He placed his palms firmly on her waist and held her as he walked down the stairs steadily.
He didn't say a word during the whole process.
Luna Collins rarely saw him angry.
Apart from the time she wore fake jewelry, this was the first time she got angry since we met again.
But even though he was angry at her heartless words, he did not forget to put on her coat, afraid that she would catch a cold or be hungry, and carried her downstairs.
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