C1335 He Really Stole Han Xiao Hao

How could he blush so easily? Weren't they all fiendish before?

Seeing Han Xiaohao blushing, Hsing Ye smiled. He put his hand on Han Xiaohao's chin and gently rubbed his soft lips.

"Do what?"

Han Xiaohao immediately pushed Hsing Ye away. He was flustered and his neck was red.

"Why are you being so loud when confessing? What's the shame now?" Hsing Ye teased with a strong smile.

"Isn't that..