Gu Bailu smiled brilliantly in Feng Qingtian's arms. "It seems that you do love me, Qingqing."
Feng Qingtian covered her head. "It's dangerous here. Why are you here?"
"Somebody is hiding in the dark. Who were you fighting?"
Whoever could fight Feng Qingtian for so long had to be quite strong.
"Somebody boring."
Feng Qingtian was about to enter the house with her, when someone shouted, "Prince Zi, are you fleeing?"
The voice obviously belonged to a woman, one who was strong and hated Feng Qingtian.
The enemy of an enemy was a friend.
Gu Bailu stopped and said with a fake smile, "Prince Zi, is she your former lover?"
Feng Qingtian pinched her ear. "I don't even know her name."
"And a total stranger comes to your house looking for trouble with you?" Gu Bailu looked back.
A woman was standing ten meters away. Her face was covered, but she was clearly strong.