C900 Fleeing from the Marriage

When her gaze fell on the corner to her right, Xia Luoxi's previous self was frozen on the spot. His hands and feet were cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. That broad shoulder and calm eyes, she could not be any more familiar with them.

As Xia Luoxi did not continue forward, Leng Shaoyun, who was in sync with her footsteps, shoved her