If we miss it, will it really never happen again?
A ruthless glint flashed across Sicilio's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
"It's okay. If we miss it, we can just turn back. This time, I won't push you away again." Sicilio was very patient, as if he was talking to Su Huanyan or convincing himself.
"Yan Yan." Sicilio kissed Su Huanyan's hair. He said, "Can I woo you again?"
Su Huanyan rejected without thinking. "I refuse. I don't want to reconcile with you." Just like she had said previously, she yearned for a peaceful and peaceful life, but she was on tenterhooks every day with Sicilio.
She had had enough of those few years.
Sicilio was distressed. The destruction and savagery he had inherited from Edward were acting up. He was slightly irritable and wanted to kill Cheng Yanmo, tie Su Huanyan up, and drag her back to Italy, so that no one could separate them anymore.
But he couldn't do that!
