"Wu Yue, are you the angel sent by God to save me? But why do you have to go back so soon?" Li Xixi said in frustration, holding her head.
"Who said I'm going back? I will always be Xixi's personal angel." After saying that, he walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulders. The slow evening breeze carried the cool moonlight and gently brushed their faces. Wu Yue's eyes actually flashed a trace of untimely sadness.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
