"Wuxie, let me go!" Xiang Anning whispered, her small hand kept twirling and struggling non-stop in Si Wuxie's hand.
She found that recently, Si Wuxie's strength had increased a lot. In the past, when being restrained by Si Wuxie, she had not used all her strength to break free, just three or four layers of strength to struggle. This time, because it was in front of Bingqing, Xiang Anning used all her strength to struggle. She didn't know how much strength Si Wuxie was using, but on the surface, Si Wuxie looked like he was easily holding onto Xiang Anning's hand.
He seemed oblivious to Xiang Anning's worry, pulling her hand, step by step, towards Bingqing.
Bingqing's gaze fell on their tightly held hands, and Xiang Anning's face felt like it was boiling, making her whole body feel dizzy.
She never dared to imagine that one day, she would be holding hands with Si Wuxie in front of Bingqing.
It must be a dream! And a nightmare!
