His voice was cold and low—
"Have you had enough fun?"
Pei Yaochi tightened her grip on the blanket. She bit her lips before letting go slowly. Her voice was stubborn and aggrieved.
"I'm not playing…"
Pei Yunze lowered his gaze and looked at her coldly. His body was surrounded by a layer of coldness and darkness. He didn't speak for a long time. Pei Yaochi looked up at him and quickly lowered her head when she saw his cold face.
When he saw the girl's red eyes, he narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.
"Aren't you very promising?" he said coldly. His well-defined fingers knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair. There was a hint of dignity and mockery in his voice. "You've ruined yourself."
