"How terrible, Haohao, I promised not to intrude on you anymore, yet I failed to control myself."
Speaking in such a humble tone, uttering such helpless words, Jing Haohao felt as if something in her heart had been silently torn apart, leaving an obscure pain behind.
Her hand instinctively clutched the front of Liang Chen's shirt, her eyes welling up with tears.
Under the dim light of dusk, Liang Chen gazed at Jing Haohao's tear-brimmed beautiful eyes reflecting a touch of brightness, and gently wiped the tears away with his fingertips.
His actions filled with deep affection caused Jing Haohao to freeze for a moment. She unconsciously held her breath, expecting more affectionate words from him.
However, the next moment, Liang Chen retracted all his emotional outpour, and asked Jing Haohao, "Do you have the strength now?"
The sudden shift in his tone left Jing Haohao stunned for a moment before she nodded at him, "Yes... Why?"