Xingyu was just about to confront him when his pitch-black eyes fixed on her. He pinched her chin and said, enunciating each word, "Then what do you think I want to do?"
Sensing a hint of danger, Xingyu immediately reined herself in, becoming as docile and well-behaved as could be, leaving no room for fault.
Her eyes were rounded, her lips pressed tight, and while her chin was sharp, her cheeks still held a soft, youthful plumpness.
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