"When I lose everything, I'll inevitably feel fear and dread," Mo Lian muttered, biting her small mouth forcefully before sealing it with her own lips, her voice barely above a whisper.
"But today, I almost lost everything."
"Because of your impulsive and reckless behavior."
"Because of you."
His voice was barely audible as it brushed against the side of her lips. The tempestuous kiss they had shared earlier now resembled a gentle spring shower, delicate and unsettling.
"I, I, I…" Qiao Mu began to stammer for the first time.
Then, realization dawned upon her, and she sensed that something was amiss.
"You did it intentionally!" Qiaoqiao finally grasped the truth, her jet-black eyes widening with anger.
"What about Qiuqiu? You deliberately made Qiuqiu and the others ignore me," Miss Qiao seethed, her eyes reddening.
