C35 A Touch of Warmth

Qiao An raised her head and looked at him. Her face was still covered with tears and her nose and eyes were still red. However, because of his words, her mood instantly turned from gloomy to clear.

"Really?" She blinked to confirm.

A tear fell from her long eyelashes and landed on Huo Chengzhou's hand.

It was hot.

Just like when she begged him to send Qiao Xue a voice message that night