Wen Zhixia feared he might fall, so she took his entire weight. Despite his outward strength, this man always showed a childish side when facing her.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine.",Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。