Huo Bei-cheng looked back and saw her holding her hand, her eyes darkened and softened, rubbing her head melon seeds: "Good, I fried Lin Mei, and then I'll take care of you, Sister Lan."

That's all. Even if it was a little woman's hard work, he recognized it.

Hearing this promise, Suguan's foggy pupils lit up a little, and then subconsciously retracted their hands.

Bury his head in the quilt and don't visit him.

He just took himself out of the room and saw him for a moment. She really grasped him like a straw and a vine.

But back to the past.

She and he have never been reconciled....