That face, that brows, that familiar figure-it was like a rapidly shooting arrow that suddenly shot into Yan qingsi's eyes.
At that moment, Yan qingsi's mind was blank. Her thoughts were frozen, and all the sounds in her ears drifted away. She could almost feel the warmth of her body leaving her body, and her hands and feet turned cold.
Yue tingfeng immediately noticed that something was wrong with Yan qingsi's emotions. Other than shock, there were many other complicated emotions in her eyes that even he could not understand.
Yue tingfeng grabbed Yan qingsi's hand. He could feel her trembling and ... Coldness.
He looked at her without saying a word. Yan qingsi did not react even when he was holding her face. This man...Who was he? what was his relationship with qingsi?
