Her voice paused — Xiao Zhiyuan stood up, his eyes were cold and piercing
, like a thin blade, as long as she said another word, maybe he would really stride over and grab her neck fiercely.
Even though half the living room was separated, Zijin's heart constricted, and she took half a step back.
There seems to be a thin string in the air being taut, no matter who moves, it may cause a huge storm.
But he didn't quarrel with her after all, and as if he had nothing to say, he just took the car keys, slammed the door and left.
☆ 、How can I forget (1)
Since the quarrel that night, Xiao Zhiyuan has not returned home. Lele didn't bother to see his father, because he still went to the kindergarten to pick her up from school from time to time, and in order to please his daughter, he took her
