C93 Public Toy

Hsu Muzhou's hand trembled. The soup in the spoon spilled and he almost threw the egg back into the bowl.

"Zhou, you are so good." Fu Shuang sighed with emotion and stared deeply into his eyes.

This man was mentally ill. He was very ill and could not be cured for the rest of his life.

But so what?

He would not bully her, would not betray her, and would not say that he liked her