Long Xiliang brushed aside her long hair, wishing to kiss the purple-red marks on her neck.
Lu Xiaoyou, as if sensing something, avoided it.
She turned her head, her ink-colored hair falling and covering half of her side face. Lu Xiaoyou's eyes were enchanting, but the light in them was cold and not very warm.
"No matter who it is, if they hurt a hair on my head, I will return it tenfold."
Lu Xiaoyou gently touched the scar on her neck, her smile blossoming as she softly said,
"Long Xiliang, this debt, I will collect it from you~"
Lu Xiaoyou had been in Long Xiliang's arms long enough and got up, leaving his embrace.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaoyou thought of something and turned around to ask, "By the way, I will be staying with the Hou Family for a while and won't be able to make your antidote, so you..."
"I have lived just fine without you these past years," Long Xiliang answered her.
