"Uh huh -" Xia Ruxue's mouth was covered, first stunned, and then struggled. Qinlian good end, cover her mouth why?! Did something happen again? Xia Ruxue thinks more and more anxiously.

"Stop talking and protect your voice." Qin Lian's deep voice sounded, and he looked into her eyes, application and concern, so that her struggle stopped.

It turned out that he was distressed by her voice...

Xia Ruxue's eyes are guilty and soft. She dares not go to see Qinlian, or to see such Qinlian.

And such a shy summer like snow is rare, Qin Lian has a little dazzling spirit, he suddenly thought of Xia Ruxue's father, Xia Ruxue...