Gu Xijiu’s pinkish lips curved upward, "If I didn’t risk my life, probably Yun Qingluo and her team would have been the winner!"
If that was true, apparently, he was going to give the snow fruit to Yun Qingluo! But since Gu Xijiu won the battle, he just took the opportunity to give it to her. She was not keen!
"You’re meant to be the winner of the battle." Di Fuyi casually said.
Gu Xijiu was shocked and turned around to look at him. She realized he had put on the mask again, "What do you mean?"
