C160 Let Her Go

Looking at Xia Zhixing's expression, Xia Hui's hand, which was covered by the book, was holding the pen tightly. His nose pierced through the book, leaving a deep hole.

He slowly opened his hands, and the originally transparent pen holder had cracks on it. It fell from his fingertips and finally slid to the side. He placed his palm on the design script and slowly closed it