C224 It's My Fault

Xiang Nuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. She was like a stone statue and did not move at all. Even when he came out, he did not notice her.

Bokuya quietly approached her. Sure enough, he saw that her face was wet.

Only when he was covered by the shadow did Xiang Nuan suddenly raise her head as if she was shocked. Her eyes widened and her expression was panicked