"..." Mu Yin shivered slightly.
Though it was a handsome face that bore a striking presence, at the moment, it seemed as evil and terrifying as the Devil himself.
Forget it, it's pointless to argue with him anymore. After all, I won't be using this identity for much longer. When the time comes, I'll let Tang Qingyue deal with him.
"Didn't you hear me?" Bo Fengheng stared at her coldly, obviously not taking her previous retort seriously, and repeated in a sinister voice,
Because they were so close, their breaths almost intertwined. Considering there was no one else around, he grew more and more unabashed.
Especially when he saw those cherry blossom-pink lips, his gaze gradually took on a different flavor, and he couldn't help lowering his head, about to touch the tempting softness...
But, hearing the low laughter behind him, he abruptly stopped all his movements and turned around to give the onlooking pair a cold glare, "Aren't you going to scram?"
Shen Yifei, "..."
