บท 422: Chapter 421: My Lord, I Present You a Gift

Too close! Within three steps!

Feng Yexuan suddenly stopped, and Chu Qianli didn't react in time, continuing to walk forward.

By the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late.

With a thud, she bumped into his broad back.

She hit her nose!

Instantly, it was both sour and painful, and tears rolled down unintentionally.

"What are you..." But she quickly bit her lip and fell silent.

His face grew stern. Could it be that they were enemies?

Chu Qianli drew her short dagger with a swoosh, standing in front of Feng Yexuan, constantly alert to their surroundings.

In that posture, she appeared determined to protect him at all costs.

Feng Yexuan stared at her slender small frame, the indifference and seriousness in his eyes gradually fading away.

Forgetting everything between them, instead, the distance in his heart lessened a lot.

Although he didn't remember being kind to her, he also forgot the pain he had once caused her.