C362 The Reallife Version of the Counterattack

Gao Yan turned his head and looked at Si Dia's beautiful face.

On her delicate skin, there was already a trace of wrinkles due to her frowning.

Gao Yan's tightly clenched right hand suddenly relaxed his fist.

He gently raised his right hand and caressed Si Dia's forehead.

He gently smoothed out the wrinkles.

When he met Si Dia