Qin mo, you're doing well (7)

Qin Mo's heart felt warm. He raised his hand and caught her hand. He Huan was shocked and wanted to move him away, but he did not let her. He held her and she could feel his warmth.

He Huan bit her lip and did not move or make a sound. She just looked at him.

Qin Mo's eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of darkness as he looked at her quietly.

he had once thought that he had gotten everything he wanted, but now he knew that there were things more wonderful than getting everything.

There was a hint of emotion in his eyes. His warm palm was flat on her, and his voice was low. he Huan ... I'm guessing you love me, don't you?"

he huan couldn't digest what he said and could only look at him helplessly.

He lowered his head and pressed it against her, his voice even more hoarse."Speak."