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"Wu Wu!"
Countless moments had passed before the two of them decided to part ways!
"Cough!" Yuhe was almost out of breath.
"You bastard, let go of me!" Yuhe awkwardly sobered up.
Qing Shui nervously withdrew his hands, his hand still lingering on Yu He's slender scarf. Just as Qing Shui loosened his grip, he couldn't help but recall the exquisite delicacy of her light intoxication, filled with fragrance. When he raised his head, he saw the complex expression in Yu He's eyes.
What is happening to me? I've always allowed this little guy to take advantage of me, and he's getting bolder. But, what did that question earlier mean? Why didn't I struggle? We can't go on like this; things will only get worse. As Yuhe panicked, all these thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly.
"I'm sorry, I love you, I truly love you!" "I'm sorry, I love you. I really love you!"
Qing Shui's words spilled out without any conscious intention, but were wrapped in truth and sincerity.
