Cheng Xiao Quotes

Qingyu?” “I’m here,” said Lin Qingyu. “I…” Lu Wancheng’s gaze was dark, sharp, and deep. But, despite all that, he was still seriously ill; his face was as pale as snow and his lips were stained scarlet with blood. “I want Xiao Cheng dead.” Warmth pulsed in Lin Qingyu’s chest. He gripped Lu Wancheng’s trembling wrist. “All right,” he said gently. “Do you need any help?