[ He doesn't recognize the "tenderness" in Cheng Qian's eyes, only that it's an expression unfamiliar to him, one that makes him feel strange. His fingers spasm, tightening his grip on Cheng Qian's arms, before letting go of them and turning away.
What was that? ]
"Da shixiong," you still know how to call me. Ha!
[ This person must be a demonic cultivator. Otherwise, why would he feel... strange, looking into his Xiao Qian's eyes? ]
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What was that? ]
"Da shixiong," you still know how to call me. Ha!
[ This person must be a demonic cultivator. Otherwise, why would he feel... strange, looking into his Xiao Qian's eyes? ]