Yi Yue is a proud person who has been used to living aloof. If someone drags him down from the altar, he will do whatever it takes to drag him to hell.
Yi Yue pushed Lu Xing to the ground and bit his lips. "I'm sorry..."
"If you can feel that you are superior in this way, then... I will also accompany you." The person under him had a pair of eyes like stars, staring at him wholeheartedly.
Yi Yue felt that the trust was too heavy and covered his eyes with her hands. "Lu Xing, do you know? Jealousy can destroy a person. You have become my inner demon."
Lu Xing moved Yi Yue's hand away, hooked his neck, and bit his lips hard. Those eyes that were always filled with smiles were unusually filled with sadness. "You are not my inner demon."
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