An Xiaoxiao turned back with tears on her face.

I saw He Yirou looking at her with her arms crossed.

The tears came even more fiercely, and the words of apology stuck in my throat and turned into a whimper.

He Yirou walked over, she squatted down, took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped it on An Xiaoxiao's face.

"It's ugly to cry."

"I'm sorry ......"

Ann sobbed a little, her voice muffled and thick.

"Get up."

He Yirou helped her up and patted the dust on her body for her.

An Xiaoxiao looked at her with tears in her eyes, her red and swollen eyes haggard.

He Yirou sighed and took her into her arms, "I'm also at fault, I shouldn't have done you well."

Chapter 41 of "Marriage Half Sugar Sweet" I am by no means a soft persimmon to be kneaded by others I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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