C148 You love to scold me

"Ling Yiheng, can't you speak properly? Do you have to make me hate you this way? " Zuo Zixian frowned, his voice was filled with tiredness and astringency, making it hard for people to ignore him.

The man's deep, crystal-clear eyes turned towards her. His elegant, thin lips parted slightly, gently shaking the bloody wound on the back of his hand in front of her