"I... I..."
Ye Xian was tightly pressed beneath him, looking at him with a flustered heart, as the light danced in the depth of her watery eyes.
"Hualalala~"
Outside the villa, a sudden rain began, with raindrops as fine as needles falling from the sky. The strong wind battered the leaves, creating a rustling sound, growing louder and louder, unsettling the two on the sofa whose gazes were intently entangled.
Bo Tingshen raised his eyes, glanced at the overwhelming rain outside the window, and took out his phone.
Ye Xian was released and quickly took the opportunity to get up, gasping heavily on the side...
Hoo~ hoo~
Why did he suddenly ask that question again?
But... can he really be distracted and make a phone call while confessing?
Ye Xian turned her head and saw the man dial the phone, "Go cover the strawberry garden."
Soon after, hurried calls echoed outside the villa.
"This way~ this way~"
"Cover from south to north!"
