When Xi Fuhong was about to suffocate, Xiao Qiyu finally pulled away, leaving a trail of ambiguous silver thread between them.
“Ling Xue, you can’t hide from me… you can’t…” Xiao Qiyu murmured, lowering her head to kiss her cheek.
“Let go!! Let go of me!!” Xi Fuhong struggled, trying to shake off Xiao Qiyu’s grip, but couldn’t break free from her hands.
“Let go? You want me to let go?…” Xiao Qiyu’s voice was strange, her low laughter sent chills down Xi Fuhong’s spine.
“Let you go so you can run into his arms? No, he doesn’t love...
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