Qin Mu looked at Han Qixi in front of him. If it weren’t for the most embarrassing period when he had seen her back then, he wouldn’t have believed that the surprisingly large fat girl in front of him was the graceful woman with a slender figure a few months ago.
The styles of painting are too different, making people unable to look directly.
“I suddenly remembered that I had something to do, so I’ll leave first.” Qin Mu’s smile was still charming, and there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.
Han Qixi looked at Qin Mu’s back as he left, and his heart sank to the end.
Is she too naive?
Han Qixi laughed at herself and said to herself: “Yes, I am too naive.”
She thought he liked her, and all his tenderness and love were for her. No matter what she became, his heart would not change.
But the result
Han Qixi felt heartbroken, and tears couldn’t help but linger in his eyes.
I raised my hand and wiped it, trying to calm down.
From now on, I will never feel confused or apologize to him again.
Isn’t his actions telling everything?
What else can she make for a dilemma?
What have you been paying attention to her and what want to marry her as your wife.
All are lies.
What he loves is the beautiful Han Qixi, not his current self.
Even if I knew at first that he saved me, the final outcome should be the same as that of Situ Hao.
Seeing himself like this now, he ran faster than anyone else.
At least Situ Hao has never escaped in person like this naked.
My heart hurts a lot.