Xiao Zixuan grabbed her wrist and said with sharp eyes: "Stop pretending, you are not Su Yanqing at all."
Wen Yue stopped struggling and raised her lips with a smile: "So what if you see through it, is the general willing to drive me away?"
He took half a step closer and blocked his retreat: "How are your temperament and methods similar to his?"
"The face is his, and the heart is mine." Wen Yue lightly scratched his lower back with her fingertips, "Can the general tell the difference clearly?"
Xiao Zixuan's Adam's apple tightened, his palms clasped her waist and then released, his voice was low and hoarse: "It's you I like, not this skin. Looking at this look, I feel sick."
Wen Yue's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and she raised her head slightly: "Then the general wants to avoid me?"
Xiao Zixuan sighed lowly and brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "It's okay to stay half a step away, but I don't recognize this skin."
New book, please give me your advice. Show mercy.