Cold Tianyang said so much before she realized that Liu Yiqing was so good in her heart that she had been imprinted in her mind unconsciously.

With the cold sun, Liu Yiqing gradually stopped struggling, raised his head in dismay and looked at the cold sun dully, some of them could not believe it.

"Little fool, why do you look at me like that?" The cold day sun looked at Liu Yiqing's raised head, his small face was full of tears, and there were crystal tears hanging on his eyelashes, as if they would fall down at any moment.

"Are you telling the truth?" Liu Yiqing asked uncertainly. She didn't...