"What kind of logic is making a move and never looking back?"
As soon as Wen Jingyue stepped out of the palace gates, Yuwen Junan circled out from the back hall. He wrapped his arms around Pei Hengyu's waist, rested his head in the crook of Pei Hengyu's shoulder, and asked softly.
What kind of logic?
Why should I tell you?
Chapter 227