Li Xunhuan saw the sly smile on Lin Xianer's face, and he already understood eighty-nine points in his heart. It turned out that this was another conspiracy, a big trap specially designed for him, Li Xunhuan, just waiting for him to jump.
Zhuo Donglai, Xun Huan, why do you want to follow? His eyes were as sad as the ripples in the blue waves of the setting sun, spreading out layer by layer.
The moment they met each other, they both restored their true nature in front of each other. This was an unconscious change. Because deep down in their hearts are actually full of infinite tenderness and pathos, but they have been suppressed for too long, and perhaps even they themselves have forgotten that they once had such a weak and helpless heart.