"…" Jiang Hao felt that the more he explained, the more confused he became. He reached over her shoulder and pressed the back of her head tightly against his chest. "It’s all my fault. Don’t think about it. I will love you more and more every day. Will you trust me again?"
Qiao Xinwei earned a few dollars. When she heard the last sentence, she was shocked. Jiang Hao never said love to her. He always "liked". […]