72 A Peach Blossom Hairpin Gift

His deep voice sounded like an instrument's strings—which were played by the gentle wind, and every note rippled gently in the rain.

Chu Liuyue felt dazed momentarily.

It seemed like Rong Xiu really had been waiting for her for some time.

She finally recovered her senses when the cold rain droplets splashed on her face, and a chill ran down her spine.

"Why are you here?" She bought this mansion secretly, and nobody knew about it. How did Rong Xiu find out, even coming to this place to wait for her?

Rong Xiu's gaze shifted and landed on the raindrops on her face. He immediately bent down a bit lower and raised his hand.

"Hey…"

"Don't move."

Chu Liuyue instinctively wanted to stop him, but she subconsciously retracted her hand when she heard his voice.