C58 Because It Was Him

Cry, cry … He might as well cry for a while, adjust his emotions, and then continue to do the task properly.

"Brother Mu Nian, I don't like Shi Yue." Gripping the hem of a man's shirt, Si Muxi said, her voice still carrying the tone of someone who had just cried.

Hearing that, the man who patted the girl's back didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you don't like her