This was the first time Huang qingwu had seen han yichu in real life. She felt that he was not as simple as he looked.
It was still snowing when the photos were taken.
The atmosphere between the two of them was a little awkward and quiet.
Han yichu was walking in front, and Huang qingwu followed behind in the snow. She was actually feeling uncomfortable.
In her dreams, han yichu would never walk ahead of her.
But she didn't mind. It was good enough to be with him like this and to be able to look after him.
However, reason and emotion were on two different channels.
Han yichu stopped walking, but he did not turn to look at Huang qingwu.
His gaze fell into the distance, listening to the sound of Huang qingwu's footsteps.
When he heard Huang qingwu's footsteps approaching, he said,""It's not too late for you to regret now. "
When Huang qingwu heard this, she felt the anger in her stomach suddenly burst out.
