Yan Yan didn’t make a sound, his phoenix eyes deep and dark, taking in the young girl’s disheveled appearance.
His heart inexplicably throbbed with sharp pain.
He pressed his lips tightly together, suddenly pulling her fiercely into his embrace.
He held her so tightly, with powerful arms, as if he wished to fuse her into his body.
Yun Qiluo was initially happy to see him, but being suddenly hugged so tightly, she couldn’t help but gasp in pain.
"It hurts a little..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yan thought she was injured.
He hurriedly checked her over, but apart from rope and handcuff marks on her wrists and ankles, he found no other injuries.
He couldn’t help but softly ask, "Where does it hurt?"
Yun Qiluo sniffled, burying her face into his chest again: "It’s hurting a bit because you’re hugging too tightly."
Yan Yan sighed in relief, bending down carefully to pick her up horizontally.
Her body was slender and warm, like a ball of soft cotton in his arms, light yet undeniable and indispensable.
He lowered his gaze, his voice gentle, "Does this feel better?"
"Mmm..."
Luo Luo gently nodded, her small hands tightly encircling his neck, unwilling to let go.
Her face was also pressed closely against his chest, her gaze fixated on his perfect jawline, as if doing so brought her a asure of comfort.
Yan Yan took in her uneasy deanor, his phoenix eyes deepening, a mysterious luster flashing through them.
Without asking anything, he carried her straight out.
The police, seeing the hostage unhard, felt reassured.
Although they didn’t quite understand why the hostage was rescued so easily, the team still proceeded cautiously, moving carefully inside.
They had been ready to give chase, yet saw no trace of any criminals. The room was quiet and still.
They couldn’t help but wonder: could they have fled upon receiving advance notice?
It wasn’t until they used the backup power to turn on the lights, searched around, and found next door, several criminals were tightly tied up in a corner...
Each one in a more dire state than the next.
Soone imdiately went to report the situation to their superior.
The officer at the entrance instinctively glanced at the young girl in Yan Yan’s arms upon hearing this, his expression growing increasingly peculiar.
He looked at Yun Qiluo, wanting to ask sothing several tis.
But before he could speak, he was t with the cold, piercing gaze of the man holding her.
Officer: "..."
He silently closed his mouth.
Indeed, this was not the ti to question a hostage, no matter how many doubts he had. He would have to wait until the situation was resolved and the hostage’s emotions stabilized to take a statent.
The police acted swiftly, soon apprehending the suspects.
This could be considered the most smooth operation, with the prepared personnel and equipnt completely unnecessary...
There were no dangerous combats or pursuits on the scene.
All that was needed... was to carry people to the police cars like sacks of potatoes.
Huang Sijun and the others were not only tied up but also knocked unconscious, visibly bearing nurous injuries, with so sporting bruises and swollen faces, looking utterly miserable.
In contrast, Yun Qiluo, though her hair was disheveled, had no obvious injuries and bore a pale face.
As if the large n were the ones kidnapped by her...
Ji Ruofeng was already extrely worried at the door, and seeing Yun Qiluo being carried out by Yan Yan, he hurried forward to check her condition.
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