Even though Li Jiaren spoke in a low voice, she preferred to listen clearly to her words. For a while, she was very angry and funny.

it's clearly her fault. How can it end up being stingy?

when Li Jiaren saw Ning Zhiyuan who had been silent, she glanced at him with the remaining light from the corner of her eyes. She saw that his face was just a little calm, not as horrible as yesterday afternoon, so she carefully approached him.

he stretched out his small hand and pulled the sleeve of laning Zhiyuan white shirt. He said softly, "Zhiyuan, I really know it's wrong. Don't be angry, OK?"...