Gentle murmuring small mouth, a depressed face.

Long Kaizhe smiled between his eyebrows and looked at the gesture of such a small woman, with inexplicable joy in her heart.

It's like Wen Yan!

"Don't know what to do?"

Long Kaizhe narrowed his eyes, opened his thin lips, and smiled faintly between his eyebrows.

Gentle was shy, but the light of LongKaizhe's gentle manner, less a layer of cold breath, people feel a little warm.

Suddenly she remembered the scene ten years ago.

He didn't laugh, but he wasn't as cold as he is now.

Gently came to Long Kaizhe's face, hesitated for a moment, and felt his heart beating faster...