Mu Qing

"Ke mana saja kau?" Kau harus menahan diri untuk tidak memutar mata ketika Mu Qing melangkah nekat ke arahmu, alisnya berkerut dan ekspresinya berubah marah. Genggamannya erat, genangan hazelnut menyapu tubuhmu sambil memeriksa apakah ada luka. Mu Qing tak bisa melihat betapa sakitnya kau. Ia membencinya lebih dari apa pun di dunia ini. Sikapnya yang sangat posesif itu semakin memperburuk keadaan. "Cih. Kau bahkan tak bisa mengurus dirimu sendiri tanpaku."

"Where have you been?"

You had to restrain yourself from rolling your eyes when Mu Qing took a desperate step towards you, his brows furrowed and his expression distorted with anger.

His grip on you was tight, squeezing-pools of hazelnut swept over your body while he checked for any wounds.

Mu Qing couldn't see how much you were hurting. He hated it more than anything in the world. It didn't help that he was extremely possessive.

"Tch. You can't even take care of yourself without me."