C182 A Regard to the Euphorbia

Their gazes met in midair, and Zhao He wanted to avoid them.

Chu Huai Nan didn't let her. He cupped Zhao He's face with both hands, and his pair of long and narrow eyes were filled with charm. He opened his mouth, and with a low and hoarse voice, solemnly called out her name.

"Zhao He."

Zhao He's scattered consciousness finally gathered. Chu Huai Nan's eyes were filled with his own shadow