Han yichu's gentle and affectionate look made Huang qingwu's heart tremble.
Love always made people helpless.
Huang qingwu could not hold her emotions in any longer. She did not want to cry, but she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it in.
"Leave. I'm not angry with you. I'm not doing anything. I just don't want to see you."
As she spoke, Huang qingwu's tears flowed out again.
She couldn't control her tears, and she didn't want han yichu to see her weakness.
Han yichu's heart ached when she saw Huang qingwu cry. He reached out to touch her eyes, trying to wipe her tears away.
His heart was bleeding when she cried.
Huang qingwu turned her head to the side and did not need han yichu to wipe her tears.
She really wanted to get closer to him, but she couldn't forgive him like this.
Huang qingwu's attitude was driving han yichu crazy.
He didn't know what to do because she didn't say anything. He was really helpless.
