It seemed they were not in the same world.
Under the cold wind, Qin Yize's figure became even more upright.
His gaze, profoundly focused, was like a meticulous net, swiftly enveloping Gu Qiaoqiao within it.
Qin Yize's eyes twinkled slightly as he softly and gently spoke, "Qiaoqiao, I've come to take you home!"
Gu Qiaoqiao's heart trembled.
Heat welled up in her eyes, and she clenched her hands tightly together.
Yet she ultimately did not move.
A dark light flitted through Qin Yize's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a self-mocking smile as he quietly said, "What, are you afraid I'll eat you?"
In just half a month's time, Qiaoqiao had become so unfamiliar to him.
What had happened that he did not know about?
Qin Yize still stood upright outside the door.
His gaze fixed on Gu Qiaoqiao.
His thin lips tightly pursed, as if he had thousands of words to say, but at this moment, facing the terrifyingly calm Gu Qiaoqiao, he actually did not know where to begin.
