Li Chengze's gaze was slightly cold, with a cigarette in his mouth, and as he spoke, some ash fell to the floor.
Tu Haohao felt a bit dizzy; she had a fever and was in a daze.
Moreover, the grayish-white smoke from Li Chengze's mouth drifted onto her face, causing her to cough repeatedly.
She slightly widened her eyes, feeling a bit chilled in her heart.
"I don't think I said anything wrong." For the first time, she insisted like this, stubbornly refusing to give in.
"Tu Haohao, you..."
Li Chengze narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down at her from above.
Her face, as delicate as egg white, was flushed, just like every time he got close to her.
"Your heart is biased!" Tu Haohao said seriously.
"Because from the beginning, you've believed everything He Nuoxin says is right, so everything I say is wrong!"
"Shut up!" Li Chengze suddenly grabbed her arm, and the cigarette nearly burned Tu Haohao.
Tu Haohao stubbornly raised her small face.
