Leave?
Ling Xi, who was sitting on the long bench, seemed to have been triggered by Wei Luo's words.
She looked up with her teary eyes, and there was a hint of doubt in her cold eyes.
Why would she leave this place?
Why did she leave?
I don't know you. Why should I go with you? "Ling Xi's voice rang out. She had regained some of her rationality and was less emotional.
Ling Xi's listless eyes regained focus as he looked at the unfamiliar young man who was half-squatting in front of her.
Wei Luo, a popular celebrity from a distant world to her, she did not know why this person suddenly approached her and even said that he wanted to take her away.
"You don't know me, but I know you. You're Ling Xi, the overbearing Ling, and the West from North South East West, right, little sister?"
what are you doing? " Ling Xi subconsciously frowned.
She did not understand how Wei Luo knew about her identity.
Who was he?
