Ou Zun, hearing that she wouldn't come back for him, immediately darkened his expression, pinching her small face and lifting her chin.
"Mù Qiānxún, let me tell you seriously, this kind of thinking is wrong. You, regardless of what happens, must come to me!"
Mù Qiānxún giggled, "I won't. If I lose my virtue, I'll stop looking for you."
The moment Mù Qiānxún finished speaking, Ou Zun straightened himself, his gaze fell on her intensely, filled with threatening aura yet brimming with deep affection.
"No, no matter what happens, you must come to me."
Ou Zun didn't care about anything else, for he knew, if such an incident of 'losing virtue' were to happen, it certainly wouldn't be her willing choice.
If such a situation occurred, it would be due to his own failure to protect her well.
However, no matter what happened, he could accept it all.
The only thing he couldn't accept was losing her.
