Anhao leaned into his arms and continued to say gloomily,""Women are usually the most sentimental during their period. You've been so kind to me recently. Don't tell me that a man like you is also on your period?"
Zuo Hancheng was speechless.
She leaned into his embrace and breathed in his scent. Suddenly, she felt that she was really a little greedy for Zuo Hancheng.
"Although tears can't solve any problems, it's a good way for women to vent. I accept your tears and occasional fragility. In front of me, you don't have to wrap yourself in that thorny coat and cry whenever you want."
Anhao was speechless for a moment and buried her head in his chest.
After taking a few deep breaths and building up her emotions, Anhao suddenly raised her head to look at him.
"But, but I can't cry…"
Zuo Hancheng's gaze landed on her eyes. He realized that this girl was just in a low mood for a moment, but she did not look like she was about to cry.
