After a long time, everything returned to calm.
Bai Xiaoxiao's hair was slightly disheveled, her brows and eyes gentle as she nestled in Luo Haofeng's embrace.
Luo Haofeng's long arm was around her shoulder, a hint of tenderness between his handsome brows, and his narrow, romantic eyes were full of indulgence.
"Xiaoxiao, do you feel wronged?"
Luo Haofeng's deep voice carried a trace of guilt, and his tone was full of affection for Bai Xiaoxiao.
As a man, Luo Haofeng certainly hoped to date Xiaoxiao openly and honorably.
Not like now, sneaking around, making Xiaoxiao feel wronged.
Bai Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, wrapping her arms around his slim waist, her small face pressed against his solid and warm chest.
Being with him, she did not feel wronged.
"Haofeng, this is only temporary. One day, whether it's my mother or your mother, they will both accept us being together."
