Ah Xuan, I’m in pain

Ye Qing Luo had just shut her room door and that body that was pushing itself to hold on leaned against the door as she panted heavily.

Only, she went into a daze when that familiar sandalwood scent filled her nostrils.

She immediately looked up and saw a tall figure in the middle of the room.

A long purple robe with long black hair, untied yet neatly falling onto his shoulders.

That glamorous face which was usually filled with smiles was now expressionless.

That peach blossom eyes which was overflowing with brilliance was filled with malicious and cryptic, revealing a sense of danger.

 This look, was enough to make anyone feel a chill run down their spines.

Ye Qing Luo's body suddenly became taut.

She had never seen Di Mo Xuan putting on this expression before.

Di Mo Xuan had never, in front of her, showed such an expression.

Her heart jolted wildly, Di Mo Xuan…. Knew what happened to her today.