Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (134)

These were the things that Feng Yunan had thrown away the last time she moved.

He had clearly thrown it into the trash bin. When she went back to look for it, the trash had already been cleared away.

'He found these things again?'

The books were arranged in an orderly manner. The old clothes were also washed and folded neatly. The old things were also very well protected.

Qiao Ruoxi really didn't know what to say. In any case, the man had given her too many shocks today.

It was as if he had become a completely different person.

She suddenly felt that this tyrant wasn't that bad. Sometimes, the things he did can be quite touching.

Thinking back to the scene before, Feng Yunan's fierce attitude towards her became less hateful. The most she could remember was the scene of him forcing himself on her again and again.

She subconsciously bit her lip. By the time she realized what she was thinking, her face had already turned red and hot.