In a quiet room.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Lu Man kissed Qin Zhengxiao.
Kissed him.
Sometimes, she felt that life was worse than death.
Sometimes, she still wanted to persevere and live on, but there was no reason for her to be attached to this cruel and cold world.
She continued to kiss him.
Tears kept coming out of her eyes, and she couldn’t control them.
She did not know how to describe her feelings at this moment, she really did not know.
She hugged his neck and slowly let go of him.
Qin Zhengxiao looked at her tear-stained face. Even though he hated her to death, he still looked at her calmly and did the most rational and most disgusting thing to her.
Because of Lu Man, his heart hurt a little.
It didn’t seem like it was just a moment.
His fingers touched Lu man’s lips. His wet face looked at him with tears in his eyes.
It would be great if he didn’t cry.
Why did he have to cry.
Why did he have to let him see her so fragile appearance.
