the man in the glass house pursed his lips as if he had heard something funny.
he curled his lips slightly, and his eyes were misty. " woman, under uncertain circumstances, mr. huo actually didn't dump you. it's rare, yingluo. " i wonder what he's thinking."
An Xiaowan's body was a little stiff, but she still stared at him, waiting for his answer.
"if i say yes or no, will you believe me? Will he believe it?"
Yingluo. she was silent and bit her lower lip.
"By the way, when I get out, do you want me to sell you some sleeping incense? It seems to me that you're already addicted to it, Yingluo."
An Xiaowan's eyes were sharp. answer me!
her heart trembled. she was afraid, but she was also looking forward to the answer.
how she wished that his answer was no.
in that case, she would have more courage to walk towards him.
