Question, do you understand love?

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"foam, you can talk..."

A deep and magnetic voice came from Xia Yimo, whose eyes became red and her nose was astringent, her lips were trembling and her eyes were blinking with excitement.

Longyaochen pressed Xia Yimo's death on his chest. He never knew that his almost indifferent heart would be shocked at the moment when she called out "A Chen" lightly. He was even excited and didn't know what to do: "Foam, calling me, eh?"

Only then, although Xia Yimo touched his wound, it was not serious. She wanted to let her speak. Obviously, she had a mental obstacle. Then, he only stimulated...