Otherwise, she would die a miserable death!
...
On the road leading to the academy, a gorgeous woman in a blood-red robe was walking.
A handsome man was following her, without being left behind by her.
"Why are you following me?" Hong Luan turned her head, glared at Nangong Yunyi and asked angrily.
Nangong Yunyi smartly shook his hair, "I won't stop following you until you agree to marry me."
Hong Luan narrowed her eyes, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
"You won't kill me."
Nangong Yunyi smiled, "You'll beat me up at most, but even if you beat me half dead, I'll still follow you. You can't dump me anyway."
"Nangong Yunyi, you are courting death!"
Swish!
Hong Luan angrily drew her sword, "Don't blame me for being rude if you continue to follow me!"
In fact, if Nangong Yunyi simply followed her, Hong Luan wouldn't be so angry. But he liked laying his hand on her.
