at it felt like. All he knew was that before Xiang Wan turned eighteen, she used to stick by his side every day, and he had never experienced such discomfort.After half a day, Zhou Miao's mouth droope...He gave a blink, but didn't look away. "You looked at me just now, and now I'm looking back. It’s only polite."

向晚 stopped her movements, frowning at him.

"Have you ever seen a scientific study," He Hanchuan asked, "that says when a man and a woman make eye contact for more than five minutes, they'll have the urge to kiss"

Toward Evening shifted her gaze and then began to treat his wounds, "Why did you deliberately say those things that would provoke your grandfather"

"If you don't provoke him, how can he make others beat me If he doesn't let others beat me, how could you feel sorry for me" By the last sentence, He Hanchuan's voice had softened.t night, her heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, aching and suffocating.She tilted her head and looked at him, "He Hanchuan, you don't have to do this."After a moment's pause, s...