Jiang Xiubai's eyes were spreading with thick moisture, and his eyes, which were originally so beautiful that they made people's hearts soft, were flooded with a layer of tears at this time.

He looked at Nanxun like this, with humility and begging.

Put your posture to the lowest position.

It's as if you're facing your own unattainable queen.

Nanxun was also stunned.

She didn't expect that someone like Jiang Xiubai would-

Will cry.

But when he really saw this scene, Nanxun's heart seemed to be shrouded in a thick shock and helplessness.

She hesitated.

Yes, she relented again.

Even if Jiang Xiubai did so many things wrong, even if Jiang Xiubai was still paranoid and violent in his bones, he still seemed to be a psychopath.

But she still relented.

Nan Xun wanted to slap herself awake, but when she was looked at by Jiang Xiubai's tearful eyes, her whole person seemed to be pointed.

Motionless.

Or rather, don't know what to do.

She looked at Jiang Xiubai like this.

His face turned pale, and he looked like a delicate porcelain statue that shattered at the slightest touch.

What broke the deadlock at the moment was the WeChat notification that suddenly rang on Nanxun's mobile phone.

As if she had woken up, she turned on her phone, looked at the message sent by Wen Ci on it, and didn't know what to reply.

In other words, the confrontation with Jiang Xiubai just now made her head still a mess.

Even the fingers were trembling.

At this time, I didn't know what Wen Ci sent her.

She just pretended to be reading the message, as if she was replying to something.

In fact, my mind is still blank.

Nan Xun turned off the phone back in a haphazard manner, and then lowered his head with a dodgy gaze.

She sullen: "I ......"

"Xun'er."

Jiang Xiu interrupted Nan Xun's words, he took another step forward, lowered his head and carefully stretched out his hand to support Nan Xun's little face.

Nanxun's face is really small.

It was as if he could cover it with one hand.

He approached and looked at Nan Xun's facial features up close, his eyes lingering, carefully describing Nan Xun's face.

Many, Nan Xun's face turned red because of breathlessness.

At this time, Jiang Xiubai let go of her.

He craned his eyes and smiled.

But it was this expression that made the tears that he was still holding under his eyes fall instantly.

He was stunned again.

Then he lowered his head and wiped the tears from his face with some helplessness.

But I don't know how, the more I rub it, the more I rub it.

Nanxun looked at this scene, and his heart sank.

But soon, she stretched out her hand and stood on tiptoe to help Jiang Xiubai wipe her tears.

One by one, the movements are incredibly gentle.

Jiang Xiubai's whole person froze, and even gradually warmed up.

It is like an ice sculpture in the ice and snow, under the gentleness of the hostess, it gradually recovers, revealing the original appearance of the owner who is frozen inside.

Jiang Xiubai looked at Nan Xun's gentle gaze, and gradually, with a little temptation, carefully stretched out his hand to wrap around Nan Xun's waist.

His breath was messy for a moment.

But when he completely took Nan Xun into his arms, the boulder in his heart fell lightly.

The bottom of my heart was filled with a warmth.

He tentatively put his head on Nanxun's shoulder again.

However, just when he touched Nan Xun's shoulder, Nan Xun sneered:

"The positioning is still inside!"

Jiang Xiubai's movements paused.

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