C261 Personality Split

Damn it! His fists clenched and clenched, almost pressing down to kiss her.

Xia Yihan's small hand covered his face. His face, which always made her lose, was staring at her with a cold expression.

Why couldn't she see his smile? She liked to see him smile.

Her small hands were soft and gentle, and the innocence of her face seemed to have rubbed against his heart