Tan chenxiao pursed her lips slightly. "When you were in the car accident, I originally planned to come back, but --"
"I know."Lu Qichuan kissed her on the cheek. That time, it was because of his mother.
So, God had been tormenting them all the way.
Tan Chenxiao leaned in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Then why do you want to Lower Your Head Now?"
"Old Liu said that when you can't draw anything, I want to lower my head."What really made Lu Qichuan decide to lower his head was this matter because brother Liu said that Lu Qichuan.., was more important to tan chenxiao than the word 'drawing'.
He had always thought that the most important thing to Tan Chenxiao was her drawing.
But the facts proved that he had won, didn't he?
Lu Qichuan and Tan Chenxiao stayed on the ship for a few days. The matters in City B had not been settled yet, but it was raining on the sea.
