Anhao looked at him with red eyes and was speechless for a long time.
Her heart was filled with tenderness from him. She could only continue to raise her small hand to gently tug at his shirt sleeve. After a long time, she choked and said,"I'm sorry."
"What's the reason?" Zuo Hancheng asked calmly."
She knew that he would definitely ask her. Anhao thought that he would be furious and ask her, but she didn't expect him to ask in such a gentle tone.
She had been prepared to say nothing, but when she saw Zuo Hancheng coaxing her in such a soft voice, she could only look at him with red eyes and pout her lips."Can I not say it?"
Obviously, Zuo Hancheng was not satisfied with her answer. His elegant eyebrows moved slightly."Anhao, who am I?"
"Zuo Hancheng…"
"Other than that?" he asked in a cold tone."
Anhao pursed her lips and didn't answer.
