Manla sat on the couch, lying in her arms, and Gu Yan's tears kept swishing down as if they could never be used up.

But Gu Yan's mind did not improve with the tears. As soon as Gu Yan closed her eyes all that appeared in her mind was the image of Mo Yichen and Chen Xi looking at each other with affection and kissing.

Manara felt her shirt slowly getting wet.

Manla's lungs were about to explode, if Mo Yichen was in front of her now she would have to give ...