Why did she insist on killing him like this?
It seemed that this urge was especially strong in the morning right after waking up, but at this moment, she felt rather confused.
She seemed unable to see the past or the future, acting only on instinctive belief, which inexplicably made her uneasy.
"Is it enough?" Yan Sijue asked suddenly, taking in her puzzled expression.
Mu Yiliang was startled: "It's enough." She said, handing the mineral water back to him.
Yan Sijue twisted open the bottle cap, tilted his head, and drank the remaining water in one go.
Mu Yiliang looked up at him, watching him drink with his head tilted back. The fragmented and dazzling sunlight, broken by the leaves, cast a patchwork of shadows on him.
However, the man's stunningly handsome face never lost its charm under any circumstances, even a simple act of drinking water seemed as captivating as an advertisement.
