Xingyu used a Magic Spell, struggling with some effort to break free from Xu Lingjing’s cloying embrace.
No sooner had she escaped his arms, still catching her breath, than Xu Lingjing’s slender, pale hand clamped tightly around her wrist. His gaze, hidden beneath sweeping, feather-like lashes, was both fragile and manic, as if he might swallow her whole the very next second.
Xingyu glanced down at the hand gripping her wrist, feeling thoroughly annoyed. She kicked Xu Lingjing again. "Let go of me. Lin Yanning should be waiting for me outside."
Chapter 25