C1996 1996

Fu Jue looked at Sheng Anxia lightly drawing her lips. His fingers with clear joints slowly lifted up and landed on the side of Sheng Anxia's face.

Sheng Anxia subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Fu Jue's hand was suspended in the air just like that. It stiffened for a moment before withdrawing bit by bit.

His eyes sank for a moment