"If you were moved, how could you wait until last night? If you were moved, how could you let me come? If you were moved, how could you throw you here?

Lin Qianqian's face has been smiling at Tian Feifei, but every sentence, every word, is clearly like a sharp sword piercing Tian Feifei's heart.

She dared not look up. The smile was so striking that she just lowered her head.

I can't believe it. I really can't believe it.

It was so gentle last night, was it at least when he was interested in himself?

Ouyang tomorrow morning, can you not be so cruel?

"Tian Feifei, don't you believe...