It's late at night and people are quiet.

Zhu Shan quickly stood up and ran to stand in front of Ling Xiao.

Her white and tender fingertips trembled in the air, but she pretended to be calm, "You have to get up so I can hold you."

Ling Xiao didn't move, just tilted his head and looked at her.

His eyebrows were already sharp, and even though he was smiling now, there was still an invisible sense of oppression.

Zhu Shan felt panicked as if she was trying to ...