Is this man having a split personality?!!
Otherwise, how can he switch roles so well?!
"Yiyi, why are you crying?!" Wu Yao simply knelt on one knee on the carpet beside her, bringing his tall figure closer to her, tilting his head to check her situation.
In front of her, all she felt was his masculine presence.
The concern and worry for her in Wu Yao's eyes made her see even more clearly.
Even the faint red marks left by fingers on his handsome face with wheat-colored skin clearly appeared in her eyes.
Bei Yiyi's long lashes trembled.
Originally she was furious with him, thinking of tearing this bastard apart with her bare hands, yet now, due to the shallow red mark on his handsome face, she started feeling sorry for him...
Wu Yao saw she kept her lips tightly shut and didn't speak, his eyes filled with even more worry.
He lifted his hand, fingers threading through her hair, gently stroking her still slightly swollen cheeks.
