Just because he liked it so much...just because he felt too guilty...just because he felt that he was not qualified to have it again, so he could disguise himself during those few encounters.
In fact, when he saw her, he was obviously very happy.
But I don’t want to show my emotions in front of others.
He has always been very indifferent in front of others, and has become accustomed to always wearing a mask that exudes indifference.
"You don't like it? Then why do you always act like I owe you money? Originally, when people saw you, they wanted to say hello to you. But looking at your poker face, I was in a bad mood.
It’s all gone.”
Sikong Yuecang reached out and rubbed her head with a very intimate gesture, "Silly girl, I've always been like that. Maybe I'm used to it, so even when I'm facing you, I always look like that. I actually...actually
I like Wanwan...when I see Wanwan, I will be very happy."
Wanwan's eyes widened, "Yue Cang..."
"Wanwan, I like to hear you call me Yue Cang."
His cold expression gradually softened.
The cold hand took Wanwan's little hand and wrapped it in his palm, "Wanwan, how can you think that I hate you? I, Sikong Yuecang, even if I hate anyone, I can't hate you.
"
I felt dizzy. I was made dizzy by Sikong Yuecang's words.
He said he likes himself?
Ahhhhh... She felt like her heart was about to pop out of her chest.
Oh my gosh... Sikong Yuecang said he likes her.
This handsome and charming man said he likes me.
Her mood at this moment could not only be described as excited...but also...she was also very happy in her heart.
Although she repeatedly told herself that she could never be fascinated by Sikong Yuecang, and she could never like Sikong Yuecang, why could she not control her heart?