C315 A Glass of Lemon Water

Zhao Qinghe smiled. He didn't feel awkward at all.

The moment Lee Teng saw Zhao Qinghe's face, he felt as if his mental defense had been shattered by someone, causing the entire world to collapse.

He bit his lips, trying his best not to make any sound. One of his hands was tightly gripping the corner of his shirt. He didn't even know what expression he should put on