Especially now, when the other party mentioned it, he didn't initially see it as a problem. Now, he himself feels a deep sense of awkwardness and intense guilt.
Qiao Muyun stood motionless, body stiff, face pallid and bloodless, showing an expression of unspeakable pain. Yet, he just twitched his lips, remaining silent.
Seeing his silent acknowledgment, Qiao Junlie's anger surged instantly.
"She became like that, and you can still kiss her, kissing deeply, clearly showing that you truly love her. How is it? Does her taste linger on your mind, leaving an endless aftertaste, huh?!" Qiao Junlie said sarcastically, so angry that he could explode, uttering whatever came to his mind.
