Baili Xia bit her lip, her gaze fixed on him and tinged with grievance: "Then tell me, make me understand."
What did he mean by saying she didn't understand? He didn't say a word. She wasn't a mind reader, how was she supposed to understand anything?
Wasn't his logic laughably absurd?
Mu Xiaojiu stared at her face full of grievance, his thin lips slightly moved.
For a moment, he truly wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her all his plans.
But he wasn't used to it, not used to letting anyone share the burden on his shoulders.
So in the end, he simply pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a snap.
"I have nothing to say. But if you dare run away, no matter where you go, I'll hunt you down."
"Then go ahead and try!" Baili Xia glared at him fiercely, then turned and started to leave.
Mu Xiaojiu didn't chase after her, he just leisurely smoked his cigarette.
