Make Up

Qin Fang looked at Qiao Ran, who was trapped in his arms. His gaze was fixed on her fair and clean face. He froze and couldn't say a word for a while.

He held his head with both hands and took a few steps back.

All of a sudden, as if he had been provoked by something, his emotions collapsed.

He squatted on the ground and buried his face in his arms, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Qiao Ran looked at Qin Fang, who seemed to be crying, and was at a loss.

She only said that she would give him a chance, not that she wanted to marry him. Why was he so agitated?

After staring at his back for a few seconds, Qiao Ran walked over and gently patted his shoulder.

" If you don't want it, just pretend I never said anything."

Before she could finish her words, Qin Fang suddenly stood up and pounced on her.

Qiao Ran was knocked against the wall again, and her back hurt.