Xia Keke shook her head. "No."
"If anything happens, don't keep it bottled up in your heart. Tell me and you'll feel better." The wind always felt that something must have happened to the snow yesterday. It seemed that she had inadvertently pulled away her sleeve. The palace sand was still there, which made her feel relieved.
Xia Keke also felt that Feng's expression was a bit strange. "Feng, what's wrong with you? Why are you pulling my sleeve?"
"Nothing? Maybe I think too much." Feng also cared about her and didn't want her to misunderstand, so he pointed to the hickey on her neck.
Xia Keke was stunned and touched it subconsciously. She suddenly recalled that Qing Chen had taken a deep breath here yesterday. Could it be that she really left a mark here? It seemed that she could hide
