Mo Nanze spoke in a low tone, tinged with a hint of sadness.
Lu Yinfeng naively trusted Mo Qianyan's one-sided story and broke off ties with herself.
Although after his roundabout maneuvers, the misunderstanding was resolved, and Lu Yinfeng also signaled a willingness to reconcile.
But there were still some gaps in his heart that hadn't been filled.
"I..." Lu Yinfeng's voice trailed off.
She and Mo Nanze had slept together many times, but they had never truly opened their hearts to each other.
Lu Yinfeng always suspected that Mo Nanze's approach to her was part of a plot, while Mo Nanze also felt that somewhere in Lu Yinfeng's heart was still occupied by Mo Qianyan.
Neither of them dared to puncture the pretense, afraid to face the bloody truth.
"Lu Yinfeng, I hope you can trust me a little more," Mo Nanze said bitterly.
Lu Yinfeng's nose turned slightly red.
She didn't want the atmosphere to become tense, and nuzzled her forehead against Mo Nanze's chest.