Not to mention Xia Houqing, even she didn't believe it. Why did the needle break at this moment?!
What did she use this compass for last time?
She lowered her eyes in thought, and her gaze darted around. Suddenly, she felt her vision darken, as if a layer of dark clouds had enveloped her.
When she looked up again, she saw that Xia Houqing had stood up at some point and was leaning forward towards her with his upper body. The red ribbon that tied his hair fell smoothly and happened to hang by his cheek, as if there was a bloodstain on his cheek. His entire aura was demonic and dangerous.
In the blink of an eye, they were no more than two inches apart.
So close that she could see the fine hairs on his porcelain skin…
So close that she could feel his cold aura…
So close that if she moved her hand forward half an inch, she would be able to touch his scarlet luck…
Gu Yanfei's fingers curled restlessly, tempted.
