C1844 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1771

Ye Shuimo only went up to his waist and hugged him as she cried. It was already hard to tell whether it was because her grandmother was crying, or her grandfather was crying, or her brother was crying.

Ye Miao's body stiffened a little. The soft touch in his arms made him at a loss of what to do. The anger that filled his heart just now was also shocked.

Feeling his shirt getting wet