Sixty-one

, unresponsive. All she felt was fear, the same paralyzing fear that had gripped her the night before. Memories of that evening flooded back, and Chen Xue rushed to push his chest away with her hands...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ght."Warm thought for a moment, then went along with Ye Feimo's meaning, "The night view of City A is really beautiful, isn't it""Well, that's pretty.""Not Mo, today on set, I was scolded by Lin Ning,...