Yan Qianjue's eyes gradually turned deep. "Are you very scared? Actually, I can..."
"I'm not afraid!" Bai Keke shivered and put the bread back in her pocket. She stood up, patted the bread crumbs on her body, and squinted her eyes.
The previous speculation went deeper.
Perhaps Yan Qianjue wanted to protect himself in a safe place.
Bai Keke held Yan Qianjue's hand tightly, "You're God, and you're Yan Qianjue. You can protect everyone, but even if you're not God, standing beside me is enough to protect me."
Yan Qianjue lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Keke.
Bai Keke pursed her lips and looked at him seriously.
Her lips were soft and tender, making people want to bite them. Yan Qianjue was not the kind of person who would suppress his feelings, so he naturally did so.
Bai Keke pushe
