It seemed like if she really said something, he would really strangle her to death.
Xia Xiaonuan's whole body stiffened involuntarily.
"What do you want to do to him? Aren't...aren't you two good friends?" She glared at him, asking somewhat guiltily.
Nangong Yaoling's hand tightened bit by bit on her chin, his pupils narrowing dangerously.
"Because of you, we probably can never be good friends like before!" he said with a voice full of gritted teeth!
Because of her...
Xia Xiaonuan's heart ached slightly.
Although she knew this would be the result long ago, still... when it really came, she couldn't help but feel uneasy and fearful.
"I... we..."
Xia Xiaonuan hesitated, but in the next second, suddenly remembered something.
Her pupils shrank, and she glared at him, countering, "Then let me ask you, you and Jiang Xue, to what extent have you two developed?!"
Nangong Yaoling: "..."
"Xia—Xiao—Nuan!" Nangong Yaoling called out.
