Rong Chong ‘er’s gaze was terrifyingly cold. His eyes were like torches as he stared at Feng Yuxi. The hands that were around his neck tightened. The oxygen that Feng Yuxi was breathing was getting lesser and lesser. His face turned purple as he looked at her with gentle eyes, the curve of his lips was not aggressive at all.
Rong Chong ‘er gradually let go of him. He took a few steps back and muttered, “Why don’t you die... why...”
“Cough cough...”Feng Yuxi coughed and turned on the light.
Under the light, her face was as pale as a ghost. She stood by the bed with disheveled hair and stared at him blankly.
Feng Yuxi lifted the quilt and walked over. “Chong ‘er, what’s wrong?”
“It’s none of your business!”Rong Chong ‘er waved his hand away. “Come down with me.”
With that, she disappeared from the bedroom.
Feng Yuxi was afraid that she would lose her mind and do something exciting, so he quickly followed her downstairs.
