"Still crying?" When Guan Jingyi said this, his chest trembled.
Guan Jingyi lifted Xu Anran's head, placed both hands beside her ears, and forcefully lifted Xu Anran's head.
He asked, "What was that thing you wanted to say? "Now that I'm interested in listening to you talk, why don't you tell me everything that's on your mind, hmm?"
Xu Anran's red eyes that were crying, dodged a little. Her dry lips moved and she said, "No … "It's nothing!"
Guan Jingyi's eyes were extremely shrewd, the part-time job did not allow him to back down even a little.
"You'd better not think about telling me any lies. You know, Anthea, your eyes are rolling around casually. I know what you said is true, and what you said is false."