Refuting each other, the two of them started bickering.
Han Zhuoling glanced at Shi Xiaoya coolly, discreetly.
Even Qin Zigou missed it, but Shi Xiaoya felt an unknown gaze on her, and the hairs on her neck stood.
Why was it suddenly so chilly in this closed-off elevator?
Shi Xiaoya asked Qin Zigou timidly, "Qin Zigou, do you feel a sudden chill in the lift?"
Qin Zigou replied strangely, "No, everything's normal."
"No, Nanhai City isn't a big city to begin to with." Not exactly bustling with life. Shi Xiaoya rubbed her arms. "For the sake of tomorrow's filming convenience, this hotel we're staying in is quite remote, isn't it? It's… It's possible… right?"
Shi Xiaoya's teeth chattered.
She sneaked a peek at Han Zhuoling, who stood farther away.
Right at this moment, the man who was emitting a cold aura looked especially dependable. His masculine yang energy made her yearn to inch closer to him.
