"What's the matter? Are you angry because I hit a nerve?"
Looking into her eyes, he couldn't come up with a single retort.
What could he say? Even he himself didn't know what exactly was wrong!
Other than because of Xiao Rou, what else could it be for...
Was it that he couldn't think of it, or didn't dare to think about it...
...
Gong Xiaoqiao, her petite body cloaked in a black cape, seemed not to be walking, but gliding out like a ghost.
The golden and splendid villa was filled with celebrities from all walks of life, dressed in a variety of extravagant costumes.
She moved through the crowd as if she was an outcast, completely out of place.
"Wow! That was close, that's a big knife. Bro, take it easy!" came Shen Letian's alarmed shout from the side.
Gong Xiaoqiao turned around, and Shen Letian hurriedly squatted down with the beauty in his arms to dodge the large knife.
