Moreover, there is probably no one who uses kindness to pressure more skillfully and openly than this man.
He was not embarrassed at all.
Mo Shichen didn’t speak. It was indeed exhausting and painful for him to speak. He gently pinched her fingertips with his fingers, even his eyelids drooped, restraining the contents of his eyes.
Wen Yi didn’t say anything. She didn’t really want to agree to him, nor did she mean to agree. Kindness is kindness, and guilt is guilt. What does it have to do with love, and it is not the ancient times that pay attention to the body.
But at this time, she couldn’t ignore him.
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