C22 Supporting an Umbrella for Her

When Liang Xiaoxiao heard Hwang Haotian's words, she felt as if her heartstrings were being tugged lightly. Her breath was filled with Hwang Haotian's scent of alcohol.

"Hwang Haotian, can you stop talking?" Liang Xiaoxiao almost begged with a hint of helplessness in her voice.

When Hwang Haotian heard this, his face slightly stiffened. "Xiaoxiao, you understand what I mean. Let's start over