"Yes, it's all my fault, don't be angry, okay?"
Xu Jiayan spoke in a gentle voice.
Ever since she was a child, he had hated seeing this girl cry, but last night, listening to her whimpering sobs, he felt an unusual pleasure and momentarily lost control.
If Jiang Yuan knew what he was thinking at this moment, she would definitely think he was sick.
Xu Jiayan also felt like he was sick.
And terribly so!
Thinking about last night, Xu Jiayan's gaze on her couldn't help but deepen once again, his Adam's apple rolling as a flame flickered in his eyes.
Having experienced it just last night, Jiang Yuan naturally understood what that meant and subconsciously wanted to run away.
But instead of escaping, she ended up being held even tighter.
"Sit still and don't move, let me hold you for a while," a raspy yet restrained voice sounded in her ear, causing her body to stiffen, and she dared not move recklessly.
