a turned and ran, she saw the black-haired boy holding Ning Shu. 。Their figures were hidden in the dim light. The boy's face was beautiful as if it had been sculpted by a god, especially his blue eye... first, he thought it was a misunderstanding. Could Jiang Xia not be in love with Ning Shu But before he could feel any joy, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, leaving him s...