This was the second time Baili Xia had entered Mu Xiaoyao's apartment.
It would be apt to say, she was led in.
As they approached the couch, Mu Xiaoyao suddenly raised his long arm and Baili Xia was promptly pushed onto the couch by him.
She let out a surprised cry, before she could even get up from the couch.
When she turned her head, his towering figure was already blocking her way.
"Brother!" She tried to get up.
But he was standing right beside the couch, right in front of her, making it impossible for her to stand up.
"What are you doing?" Today, he seemed to be a bit nicer to her. Why did his attitude suddenly change?
Was it because the three day deadline had passed?
The thought of this possibility made Baili Xia immediately anxious.
Few people can empathize with the feeling of being gripped by the neck to the point of blacking out due to lack of oxygen. She had experienced it and never wanted to go through it again.
"Brother, the day isn't over yet, I…"
