"Or is this your new way of humiliating me?"

Lin Xiaoxi is neither humble nor arrogant.

Leng Mochen was angered by her attitude, but as soon as he met her haggard face, his cold heart began to soften again.

He knew how important it was to her to draw, but now her hands were ......

Although he saw her painting last time, it was perfect, but only she could walk out of the threshold in her heart.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi thought that he was going to do something to himself, and subconsciously avoided it.

But his cold fingers fell on her neck, gently stroking the bruises on it, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Does it matter?" Lin Xiaoxi bit her lip and bleed.

The atmosphere between them is only saber rattling,

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