"Silly girl, doing something like this, aren't you afraid your brother will be heartbroken to death?"
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in her ear, and Qin Ling's heart trembled: Am I hallucinating?
In the next moment, her wrist was seized by someone, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her wrist being held by another hand.
The tip of the dagger was only 1 centimeter from her chest; just a slight push, and she'd permanently leave this world.
Qin Ling didn't care about the dagger's distance, nor did she bother with how fierce the villains around her were.
She simply stared unwaveringly at the person in front of her, eyes filled with tenderness and emotion.
"Am I dreaming?"
Qin Ling's voice trembled, clearly not believing what was happening before her was real.
"Otherwise, why don't you bite me to find out?"
Hearing this familiar tone, Qin Ling finally confirmed that the person before her was real!
"Brother Hao!"
