His eyes were red and he said: Give me a break and I will let him go...
I raised the corners of my lips, half untied my clothes, leaned over and lifted his chin, and smiled softly: Okay...
The tears flowed down uncontrollably. Song Yu frowned and pressed me down on the bed with his backhand. His scarlet eyes were like a bonfire in the thorn bushes. He was angry but forbearing: "I don't like to force myself!"
After saying these words, Song Yu stood up and left. I knew he must have gone to find Mo Huaiyu.
Intention: It is silent, unobtrusive, and buried deep...
