What? Han Mingxu was startled and looked at Li Qinghao surprisingly, “you…” “I have this feeling that you don’t like being called Mingxu. Well, do you have any other name?” Li Qinghao smiled. Han Mingxu’s heart was full of warmth. He looked at Li Qinghao and his perfect face under the lamp light which made him a godlike man. “My ...