Chapter Four Hundred Twenty-Three
Zhuo Xiangqiao's expression was indeed as dark as storm clouds pressing down, and Lin Yue seemed to see faint flashes of lightning and thunder between his brows and eyes. Lin Yue swallowed her saliva and forced a smile as she looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao.
"Xiang Qiao…" Lin Yue glanced at Zhuo Xiangqiao and whispered. Her heart started to feel uneasy. Zhuo Xiangqiao must have been truly angry this time.
Lin Yue looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao, her pulled smile and eyes starting to twitch.
Zhuo Xiangqiao looked at Lin Yue and suddenly chuckled lightly, then his lips slightly curved up.
Seeing that familiar curve on Zhuo Xiangqiao's lips, alarm bells started ringing loudly in her heart.
Mom… come and save me quickly!
"Standing for so long, you must be tired…" Zhuo Xiangqiao said, looking at Lin Yue who was standing there.
I'm not tired… I can still stand for a while…
