It hurt so much.
It hurt to the point where she couldn't breathe.
Her fingertips felt as hard as steel, but Xiao Ai still stubbornly refused to admit it, let alone dare to look directly into Mu Qingli's eyes.
"Goddess, what are you doing?" Qin Xiaoyou and a group of people including Fei Yin suddenly walked in from outside.
Mu Qingli smiled faintly, and in a swift, overwhelming movement, she wrapped her arm around Xiao Ai's shoulder, "Nothing much, I was just telling Miss Xiao the story 'Mr. Dongguo and The Wolf', isn't that right, Miss Xiao?"
As she spoke, Mu Qingli turned her gaze to Xiao Ai, her eyes rippling calmly, as if the person radiating hostility just now wasn't her at all.
She held Xiao Ai so tightly that Xiao Ai could hardly breathe, giving the impression that if Xiao Ai didn't cooperate with her, she would silence Xiao Ai for good.
"Yes, that's right," Xiao Ai said, enduring the tremendous pain.