Bai Yaoyao's mood started to sink as she thought about it.
The hand holding the glass tightened, and her breathing was a little stifled. She took off her coat and lowered her head. Her long hair fell on her face, and no one could see her expression.
Duan Yanhao's heart was a little complicated. At that moment, he could feel that he was a little irrational, but some of his thoughts could not be controlled.
The deeper the love, the more the worry.
He wanted to calm himself down. Perhaps he would be better the next day.
However, he didn't want to control his inner thoughts. There were some things that would become a knot in his heart if he didn't ask.
The air was silent, and there was a subtle aura.
The two of them did not speak and remained silent for a long time.
In the end, Bai Yaoyao compromised and asked softly,""Yanhao, do you have something to ask me? do you want to tell me?"
