"Can't give up?"

"What did he do that moved you? Tell me about it."

"When I was away, huh?"

She put her hands around her waist and palms on her slightly convex stomach.

Her jaw rests on her shoulder, with a close attitude, like a lover grinding in her ears.

The deep voice echoed in her ears, and the heat blew into her ears. The back of Muchu flute was stiff and she dared not move.

The inexplicable tenderness of a man gives her a creepy feeling.

After Mu Chudi thought it over carefully, he said, "Huo always misunderstood, just the confession between ordinary friends."

She didn't explain more. If...