Loyal Brother?
Chu Qianli turned to stone on the spot.
"I didn't ask him..."
"I told him about your thoughts, and he agreed to accompany you on the trip."
Feng Wuya didn't open his eyes, apparently really planning on sleeping.
"But..."
"Ali, I'm a bit tired." Feng Wuya's voice was faint, carrying a hint of weary hoarseness.
He was truly tired.
Chu Qianli pouted and cast him a resentful glance.
Wuya still intended to push her towards his Loyal Brother.
But how could she possibly leave him and be with another man?
Those words lingered in her mind, continuously haunting her:
"You owe him, owe him for a lifetime..."
I won't fall for anyone else! Definitely not! Even if he's handsomer and more charming, I definitely won't!
Chu Qianli closed her eyes again and focused on regulating her breath with her cultivation.
But why did the vision of that person eating noodles still linger incessantly in her mind?
Damned dog of a man, what kind of hex had he put on her?