99 My Love

Ling Yue felt her hand squeezed. Her eyes narrowed at Xi Jian's face. Her brain needed time to digest what Xi jian had just said.

'No way! is that what I think it is?'

It was really difficult to read this man's facial expressions whether he was serious or not. The sound that comes out from him too low. Ling Yue could barely catch all of his words. Xi Jian tugged her hand and led her to sit in the chair.

"You know...me...I..."

"You can talk whatever you want to talk next time."

Ling Yue couldn't bear to see him struggling just to talk. He really winced in pain every time he open his mouth. After Ling Yue said that, Xi Jian remained silent, but he did not let go of his grip. He kept staring back and forth at Ling Yue's face and their intertwined hands.