He walked over with a hooked smile on his lips, "What got you into red wine these past two days..."
As he spoke, he naturally picked up the other glass that had already been poured on the table.
"I've always liked it..." Na Xiaoxiao put down her glass.
"Hmm, it is quite elegant..." Mu Zisu said and then tilted his head back to take a sip.
Na Xiaoxiao watched the slightly darker shade of crimson liquid in the glass, her gaze becoming distant.
Inside it was her blood—
Her father had said it was a medicinal primer, she never imagined that blood could actually be used as one—
Today was the second time, after tomorrow, she wouldn't be able to stay with him anymore...
The time was too short, not enough for her to continue to accompany him properly...
But she would forever keep him in her heart, forever and ever, until the day she died.
Tonight, Na Xiaoxiao was exceptionally forward, making Mu Zisu feel both affection and pity, unable to refrain...
