บท 200: Director Jiang Is Playing with Fire

No matter how determined she was to stop loving Jiang Yanshen, as long as this man was willing to reveal his hidden scars, her heart would soften.

Tears rolled down her eyes drop by drop, shining with a broken light on her porcelain-white skin.

Jiang Yanshen lowered his head and kissed the tears on her face. His low and hoarse voice repeated as he muttered patiently, "Qianqian, Qianqian…"

Her hands that hung by her sides slowly hugged his strong waist as she cried.

Jiang Yanshen hugged her tightly and kissed the side of her face lovingly.

It was like the demonic barrier of a fallen hell.

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Lin Qingqian cried for half an hour until her eyes hurt and her voice was hoarse. When she came back to her senses, she was already by the bed and sitting in his arms.

Jiang Yanshen lifted her scattered hair with his fingertips and said hoarsely, "Qianqian, can you be with me?"