C899 Blood Dyeing the Secret Letter

Since Xiaoqi, the little spirit creature, flew away, Ruan Qingge had been pacing the room, her face a picture of undeniable anxiety.

“Can you take a break?” Bai Ningye watched her for a long time before he finally spoke up. “You're making me dizzy with all that pacing.”

“I’d love to sit down, but how can I possibly stay still?” Ruan Qingge stopped and shot him a glance