Twilight looked at Qiao Xi with burning eyes. He suddenly let go and kicked Du Ming away. His voice was filled with anger. "Scram!"
Du Ming fell to the floor and panted crazily. He was clearly about to lose consciousness, but after hearing Twilight's words, he still relied on his last bit of strength to crawl out.
Twilight slammed the door of the lounge and slowly walked toward Qiao Xi. His tall figure shrouded her in his shadow.
Qiao Xi sat on the sofa and slowly raised her head to meet his cold eyes. He bent down slightly, his hot breath spraying all over her body as she gasped slightly. "Miss Qiao, why are you in danger every time I see you?"
Only then did Qiao Xi come back to her senses. Twilight was talking about the time He Wenxian sent someone to knock her down. It was indeed dangerous that time, but the person in danger this time was not her but Du Ming!