"Ning Xiaoxi, I'm going to kill you!" Dongfang Mo roared.
"Ahem, cough, cough~" A dry cough sounded from behind, "We were separated for less than a quarter of an hour, and you missed me so much..." A pretty girl wearing black gauze appeared behind Dongfang Mo. The girl was fourteen or five years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, as delicate as a doll, long silver shawl hair, and big, watery eyes, blinking.
Ning Xiaoxi looked at the guy with his back turned to her and was shaking with anger. She knew that she was in the wrong, so she asked weakly: "Are you okay?"
"What do you think?" Dongfang Mo turned around with a half-smile expression on his face, staring at the girl in black who was half a head shorter than him, and touched his not-protruding chest and slender neck, "What does this count for?"
"I, I, I..." Ning Xiaoxi stammered for a while, but she was not someone to be trifled with. She simply broke the jar and hit back fiercely, "This is your life. Who made you harm yourself for practicing evil skills before..."
Dongfang Mo's eyes dimmed. Indeed, if it weren't for the illusory dream of the Supreme, he wouldn't have lost her later...
Although Ning Xiaoxi is unruly, she is not a ruthless person. Seeing the saddened Dongfang Mo, she felt soft-hearted. As a person of fate, she cannot see the fate clearly. She knows the story that happened to Dongfang Mo, because this is her condition for joining the Ning family...