Mu Yuchen's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes became cold. He understood what she meant.
The cold aura spread out like ink. His thin lips pressed together coldly. After a while, he stood up and said, "Are you thirsty? I'm going to get some water."
Lan Xi's heart ached. He raised his head and said, "Brother, don't run away from me. I don't want to be like this anymore."
Mu Yongchen's extraordinary figure was covered with a layer of coldness. He turned around and sneered, "What else do you want? You can make it clear and let me give up you and stay away from you. Is that what you mean?"
Her face was burning and her heart ached. She hugged her knees and could not say a word.
His handsome face was covered with frost, which made him extremely scary.
After a while, he slowly walked back
