"It is better for you to never come back, understand?" Yue Ran spoke in a casual tone as if she were talking about the weather.
If Xia Zhan cannot even win the battle, then what is the use of him? It was better to disappear than to waste air.
She, Yue Ran, will never keep a useless person around.
Xia Zhan could only reply helplessly in a doting tone, "Yes, I understand, Ran Ran."
Yue Ran smiled. She smiled so beautifully that Xia Zhan was caught in a trance. Her lips were like the sweetest fruit, just waiting for someone to take a bite.
She looked so unguarded as she was wrapped in his arms, her head rubbing against his clothes like a little kitten in need of spoiling.
So cute.
His heart has long softened into a mess.
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Following Yue Ran's words, Xia Zhan went into battle after battle.
