His heart ached for her sacrifice

Mo Wen's large palm clasped her waist and supported her body, making her sit in front of the table. He took large strides forward and looked down at her, his voice extremely low.

"Woman, what are you so nervous about?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

She was held in his arms, his arms wrapped around her, unable to escape.

She was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice,""If you have something to say, just say it. Don't do these things. Don't you have important things to do? Hurry up and leave. "

"What's more important than you?"he asked in a low voice as he quietly hugged her.

Hearing his words, an luoqi's beautiful face turned red. She patted his shoulder and said,"Mo Wen, when did you become so melodramatic?"

Mo Wen hugged her tightly and said in a low voice,""What's wrong with being pretentious?"