C144 This Man's Heart Is as Fine as Dust

When Liao Zhenbo said this. His tone was as calm as usual.

Fu Xiaoqian, on the other hand, was affected by his words. He raised his eyes. His forehead was pressed against Liao Zhenbo's neck. So she could clearly feel the pulse of his blood in his veins. The sound was vigorous and lively. It struck directly at the bottom of Fu Xiaoqian's heart.

What a meticulous man he was