Fleeting years without recourse

92

"Brother...I...I was wrong...you...I shouldn't have said that...brother, don't be angry...don't be angry..."

Seeing Zhang Liang's appearance, Xiao Yu panicked, dropped the bowl and chopsticks, ran to Zhang Liang and hugged his arm and shook it. This kind of cautious and coquettish tone always worked best for this tough-mouthed and soft-hearted senior brother.

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to open Xiao Yu's hand, and finally raised his head slightly to look directly at her.

'As long as I think, there is nothing I can't. ' Very calm voice, Zhang Liang was very serious when he said this, but in Xiao Yu's eyes, the cold golden eyes turned cold because of anger made her uncomfortable, she took a step back and fell to the ground with tears It just flowed out of the eye socket.

Zhang Liang stepped forward to help her up, Xiao Yu was flustered as his golden pupils were still staring straight at him, he stretched out his thumb to gently wipe away her tears, then turned around to pack the dishes and prepare to wash them.

Panicked, Xiao Yu stood there blankly. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and glanced at Daji, who was like a puppet, and then lowered her head again.