Ye Qingran dodged agilely and dodged again, while Mu Qingxue fell to the ground.
Mu Qingxue's face instantly turned as pale as snow.
The fall just now was not light. Her hands and feet hurt, and she felt dizzy for a moment.
She supported herself on the ground with both hands and did not get up immediately.
Her clothes were slanted, revealing her round shoulders and fair skin. One could vaguely see the fullness of her chest.
"You've broadened my horizons!" Ye Qingran stood at the side and stared at Mu Qingxue with a complicated gaze. There was neither contempt nor sternness. There was only puzzlement and indifference.
Mu Qingxue's body trembled slightly.
She bit her lips.
She clenched her fists tightly and maintained her original posture. She was as graceful as a drizzle of rain and was full of affection. "Ye Qingran, as a man, don't you want... As long as you say it, I'm willing to."
"Hehe!"
