He should hate her very much, hate her very much, but why, at this moment, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, like a warm current flowing through his heart, and he didn't hate her at all.
After a while, seeing that his face returned to calm and he was just looking at himself with strange eyes, Shen Jinghua let go of his feet, wiped them clean with a towel, and asked with a smile on his lips: "Is it much better?"
