This clean little face indeed looked like it was eighteen or nineteen years old...
Thinking this, the ink-colored pupils of his eyes sank yet again.
"If you're too old by then, I won't want you anymore," said Su Xingyue, who fearlessly stared at him for a couple of seconds, before continuing.
As soon as her voice fell, the hand around her waist suddenly tightened.
"Su Xingyue, what did you say?!" The man's angry roar echoed in her ears.
"You won't want me? Huh?" He held her waist tightly and leaned in near her ear to ask with dissatisfaction.
It's as if... if she dared to nod or dare to utter a yes, he would snap her slender waist in two!
The dangerous voice beside her ear made Su Xingyue tremble involuntarily; the next second, she laughed hastily.
"It was just a joke..." she said with a forced laugh in explanation.
She had carelessly forgotten that Nan Yuling completely lacked a sense of humor.
No matter what joke she made with him, he took it seriously!
