He really loved Xia duo, but sometimes he would question his love.
It was as if, gradually, with the passage of time, it was mixed with more and more impurities, no longer pure. it turned into possession, desire, determination, and even a little bit of indecisiveness that could not be retreated.
closing his eyes, su mudong couldn't fall asleep. he caressed her photo over and over again, immersed in a complex feeling that he couldn't extricate himself from.
At the same time, a piece of news reached si linghan's ears.
although you said that miss Xia doesn't need to tell you about her in the future, but Yingluo ... the subordinate was extremely nervous and broke out in a cold sweat as he said carefully, " "I still want to talk about Yingluo this time."
si linghan's hands stopped in their tracks.
he clenched the brush in his hand tightly, and his well-defined lips were a little stiff.
He didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear her.
