A large patch of radiant, translucent skin was on her shoulder...
Tang Ye's pupils contracted slightly.
A suppressed anger diffused into the air.
But it was fleeting and under the cover of night, no one saw it.
Tang Ye looked at Mù Qiānxún, gave a hidden smile, revealing a row of chilling white teeth, "Need me to help?"
Mù Qiānxún was annoyed by his dismissive comment.
She already felt a blockage in her throat.
Now, she almost felt like spitting blood.
She took a deep breath and lay there, weakly moving her fingers, looking at the moon in the sky, her voice was icy cold.
"You could choose not to help, just stall for time. Xiao You will be here soon..."
As she spoke, her throat burned.
Tang Ye was standing behind her, listening to her defiant tone, he laughed.
It brought back many childhood memories.
When they were younger, he used to torment Mù Qiānxún relentlessly, from bullying her at school to the alley, then back to the playground again.
