His sudden cold drink, in this corner suddenly sounded, touched the heartstrings, aroused more memories, Cheng Qingning looked at him, who he was defending, the one she had never seen. Those eyes, when talking, because they are serious, will stare at the eyes tightly, which is familiar in memory.

Cheng Qingning smiled, "Yeah."

Mo Zhengyan stared at her reflection in the mirror. "Of course."

"That's good." But suddenly she moved her lips, and said so.

At this moment, her eyes, there was a moment of sadness, straight on the glass, blurred scattered, which shocked him.

But without waiting for his response, she opened her mouth again, and in the next...