"But... I don't want others to see me in such a sorry state, so I had no choice but to come to you..." Long Yan's tone was full of loneliness and bitterness.
Xiaoqiao looked on emotionlessly, "Cut the crap! How did you manage before you knew me?"
Even after being called out, Long Yan didn't seem the least bit embarrassed; he winced in pain while still trying to joke around as he stuck close to her.
"Xiaoqiao, surely you can't be that heartless to leave me to die? Who exactly is sleeping inside that you can't let me meet?"
"In the middle of the night, I'm afraid your ghostly appearance would scare someone!"
"How would you know I look like a ghost if you can't see me!"
"I don't need to see to know you look like a ghost!"
"..."
"Smack!"
As they were arguing, suddenly, the lights in the room blazed on.
Next, Xiaoqiao felt she was embraced around the waist by a large hand that reached around from behind...
