C99 Ambiguous

Xie Qingrong sat up, and she was pulled into her embrace by Xuanyuan Chen. His forehead was leaned on Xie Qingrong's shoulder, and suddenly, the light fragrance of orchids seeped into Xie Qingrong's nose.

Just as Xie Qingrong was about to ask what was wrong, she heard Xuanyuan Chen's low and deep voice, which carried a little bit of weariness, ring out next to his ear, "A Rong, let me hug you