"What do you think it is?"
At such a critical moment, how could Xia Xian still have the heart to joke around?
She looked at Quan Ruifeng with a playful, enigmatic smile, refusing to give him a straightforward answer. Quan Ruifeng was anxious to the point of desperation; he gripped Xia Xian’s shoulders, his fingers tightening incessantly.
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