"Her eyes look like mine, Yingluo"
"You guys really look like ..."
"Xue 'er, Xue' er, hehe"
In Siyi's muddled mind, some words kept replaying, her, and his Hanhan.
The scenes from the past appeared in her mind. His kisses would always fall on her eyes, so gentle and so longingly.
Suddenly, he remembered the name of the woman in front of him. It was Cheng Xinxue. Xue 'er was Xuanji.
So that's how it is!
Shao Gubei returned to his senses, and his complicated eyes glanced at Siyi, who was in the midst of a dense fog.
His expression was still indifferent and disdainful.
"What time did you go back yesterday?"
He clearly knew that Siyi had her own thoughts, and he also knew that Siyi wanted to know the answer to Cheng Xinxue's words, but he just didn't say it.
He was still calm and casually changed the topic.
It was as if he didn't take Cheng jinxue's words to heart, or rather, what Siyi was thinking had nothing to do with him.
