He grabbed her wrist, his deep black eyes seeming to stare into her heart.
Bai Xianyu said, "It has nothing to do with you, right?"
There seemed to be mockery in Xie Xingyun's eyes. He moved his lips. "Do you still remember what I told you about her last time?"
His slender hand slowly caressed the back of her neck. Her slender and fair neck seemed to have been burned by the warmth of the man's palm and trembled slightly. Bai Xianyu could even feel the dormant veins on Xie Xingyun's hand brush against her neck. It tingled and made her feel a little uneasy.
"Let go!"
However, the girl's words did not have any effect. Instead, the man's grip on her neck tightened.
"I'm asking you, do you remember?"
"…I remember." Bai Xianyu had so little strength that it was impossible for her to break free from Xie Xingyun. She could not help but cower.
