Xia Xiaonuan heard Nangong Yaoling's words, it's like she suddenly came back to her senses.
Only then did she suddenly realize, her emotions were out of control, and she said irreparable words...
What was wrong with her?
Was she crazy... did she wish Liang Shaochen wouldn't die?
She shook her head, looking at Nangong Yaoling with some fear.
"No... it's not..."
"Not what?" Nangong Yaoling curved his lips, asking patiently.
Xia Xiaonuan forcibly pushed him away, holding her head with both hands: "I don't know... I'm begging you, I'm begging you, don't force me anymore..."
Nangong Yaoling's handsome and magnificent face, at that moment under the light, suddenly exuded a bloodthirsty glow.
Like Satan in the night, he curved his lips, revealing a wicked smile.
After he finished smiling, his gaze fell on Xia Xiaonuan, but in just a second, he withdrew his sight.
He took a deep breath, turned around.
