"Get up! Xiaoshuang! How are you now? You've forgotten the pain of the past again, haven't you?" Zhuang chengjue glared at his sister, his eyes red.
He could forget her pain, but he couldn't! He would never forget how his most beloved sister had cried in his arms in despair!
brother, I love him ... Zhuang xiaoshuang cried out, and her tears fell like a broken string of pearls.
Tears flashed in Jiang Chen's dark eyes, and his handsome face was moved.
The guilt and heartache in his heart intensified. His long arms pulled the crying Zhuang xiaoshuang into his arms and hugged her tightly.
His kiss landed on her pink lips. xiaoshuang, don't cry. I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Yingluo."
He apologized as he kissed her.
He didn't know what else he could use to convey the true love in his heart! Probably, he could only use the truest kiss!
