As Qian Renxue panicked, Ning Xuan casually lifted her off the sofa and pressed her down onto her knees before him.
orz-7.
"Get lost..."
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"Mmph..."
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"Ah, get lost..."
B<-.
"Ah..."
It slipped into the night on the wind, moistening all things without a sound.
Alone by the window, listening to wind and rain, every drop striking the banana leaves sounded like a sob.
Lingering thoughts drew every thread from the ravaged cocoon; a twisting, wounded heart peeled the banana stalk bare.
Mm...
That was how it was...
At the same time.
Moonlight Pavilion.
"Little sister, I've found something."
A burly man hurried up to the fifth floor of Moonlight Pavilion and entered Tang Yuehua's office.
Tang Yuehua still wore her court dress, radiant as ever.
Pearl ornaments adorned her swept-up lily bun, and her bearing was graceful, exuding nobility.
She was sitting behind her desk.
Her skirt was lifted slightly, exposing her snow-white legs to the air, the cool sensation seeping through her whole body.
She wanted to use it to quickly soothe the flames within her.
That man, honestly. It's been so long, and he still hasn't come to see me.
Tang Yuehua thought with resentment.
Unconsciously, she could not help pressing her legs together again. The hollow feeling seemed to come from there.
It really was...
Too unbearable...
As though a hundred thousand ants were crawling over her, gnawing at her...
Until the burly man strode in without knocking.
Tang Yuehua jolted in shock, and that intense feeling of emptiness was driven away completely.
But she felt no joy at all.
Instead, she grew even more resentful.
"Big brother, why didn't you knock before coming in?"
She knew that emptiness had not disappeared. Instead, it would burn even more fiercely after Tang Xiao left.