C665 I can't make this decision

Those moving words, that kind of gentleness, resounded in An Yimo's ears seductively, like those sweet words of love.

When An Yimo heard it, for a moment, she felt even more comfortable. She was inexplicably touched.

Her tears couldn't help but flow down. Then, she raised her head, looked at Ye Tiancheng with happiness and heartache, sniffed, and said with a smile: "Tiancheng