Cheng Yang got up in anger and walked to her side, holding her slender wrist with a big hand and dragging her up. "What’s there to cry about? If you are angry, my horse will take you to him and make him white. You don’t have to be him."
"Don't" Yuan Xixi struggled in horror. She didn't want to go to him if she wanted to leave here. "Don't you refuse me, it's very simple." Cheng Yang looked at…