An Zixi, who had been looking at her the entire time, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

How could he not understand the shape of his mouth? It was precisely because he understood that his heart was disheartened.

Sure enough, in his heart, he was such an identity.

An Zixi suppressed the reluctance and nostalgia that had originally arisen. She was almost moved by Tang Jin Chen, but Tang Jin Chen broke her dream with facts. Tell her how ...