This fellow right now bears no trace of the pitiful sight from the afternoon; this is simply an overbearing pushiness in every step.
His words press on relentlessly, yet his face wears a look of sadness. After speaking, he lowers his eyes, hiding them.
His throat moves up and down, as if he has been brewing his words for a long time.
"Even if Little Guai said those words in a rush to appease me."
As he speaks, his eyelashes tremble, his sad expression piercing directly to the heart, causing anyone who sees it to feel heartache.
Xiao Hua system watches, although having suffered losses to the male lead so many times.
But when faced with this expression of the male lead for who knows how many times, it still feels heartache.
It quietly speaks up,
"The male lead is so pitiful~"
Xiao Hua experiences overflowing sympathy again, feeling that he looks so pitiful.
He has been starved for a day, neglected for a day, sad for a day.
His heart must be extremely troubled.
