Bai Xiaoxiao asked with a trembling voice, "What exactly happened back then?"
Instead of hearing it from Meng Ke, Bai Xiaoxiao would rather Luo Haofeng tell her.
Gazed into by her clear eyes, Luo Haofeng couldn't refuse. He hesitated for a moment and softly said, "Xiaoxiao, sit down first, and I'll tell you what I know."
Bai Xiaoxiao nodded and sat down on the sofa.
The hand holding her wrist didn't let go.
Holding her like that, Bai Xiaoxiao sat down, but Luo Haofeng didn't, and instead, he squatted down in front of her.
Their eyes met at the same level.
In his originally gentle eyes, guilt was written all over.
Bai Xiaoxiao waited quietly, without urging.
By now, Luo Haofeng couldn't hide it anymore. Sooner or later, he had to speak.
There was a moment of silence in the master bedroom.
