C85 His identity 2

As he spoke, he pulled me into his arms.

"Why didn't you say that before?"

Smelling the good smell on his body, listening to what he just said, my heart had softened a long time ago.

However, even on the surface, he was still a bit unforgiving.

"You didn't ask before." As he spoke, he gently stroked my head.

"After that … Should I call you Jiang Yu, or Song Chengjue? " I pulled away from him