In the depths of purgatory.
in the prison cell.
yang ping 'an stood at the door with anticipation on his face. he was both excited and embarrassed. after hearing that xiao ran had returned, he couldn't wait to see him as soon as possible, but he was also afraid that xiao ran would beat him up.
The main thing was that he was used to being beaten up and had already left a shadow in his heart, which could not be changed in a short time.
they were like ants on a hot pan, pacing back and forth at the door.
qing 'er rolled her eyes at him. " look at how anxious you are. when i came to the capital to look for you, i didn't see you like this. "
yang ping 'an glanced at her, but he didn't dare to show any thoughts on his face. he was afraid of being beaten!
it wasn't that he couldn't beat her, but his heart ached for his woman.