"Gu Xingze…"
As soon as she said this, Mu Yazhe's expression darkened. It became stiff and emotionless in a short span of time.
The atmosphere frosted over. It was as if it had suddenly been plunged into frigid winter from a previously sweltering summer.
A tinge of rage appeared on the man's displeased face. His pair of phoenix eyes, resembling the bottom of an abyss, was dyed with shades of wrath.
She was clearly in his arms at the moment, yet another man's name came out of her mouth. This was undoubtedly an ill-disguised provocation to the prideful him.
This foolish woman actually called out another man's name!
"Whose name are you calling?"
He furiously pinched her waist with a suitable amount of strength, making her break into a silly fit of giggles.
"He he, it's so itchy! Don't bite me…"
