Yan Ruoxue looks at Gu Chengfeng. "Are you going to deal with anyone?"

the hot air sprayed on her forehead, but it was dangerous, "why, who are you worried about?"

"I didn't. "She denied.

"it's better not to have" his lips hooked. His cold radian is extremely sharp. He reached out and rubbed her hair, just like a pet. "You're tired. Have a good rest at home and wait for me to come back."

tired?

she is opposite to his vision, seeing some ambiguity in his indifferent eyes, she suddenly understands that the tiredness in his mouth refers to what just happened

thinking of this, she blushed and stared at...