No one could see what Alana had done, He Zhehan actually knelt on one knee!
Blue veins on his forehead violently, and his face flushed and flushed, he was obviously suffering from pain.
“You should be thankful that your hand did not fall on my shoulder!”
In an instant, Alana’s originally lazy expression changed.
Fushuang’s eyes were covered with shady birds, his eyes passed over the still supporting He Zhehan, and fixed on Luo Wensu’s face.
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