Though An Xin's face was expressionless now, her stunning features still carried a rosy hint of passion that hadn't faded, making her appear even more enchanting.
However, standing still, the atmosphere between the two had become quite awkward.
Ever since Xiao Yifei and An Xin had reignited conflict, finishing another round of their battle, neither had said a word to each other, including when they had gotten out of bed to get dressed.
It seemed that from that moment on, Xiao Yifei and An Xin had both been trapped in a very strange atmosphere. Although what had just happened was clear, and even more so the second time, as if they both tacitly agreed to it.
But now, they both were still trying hard to act as if nothing had happened, maintaining their composure.
"You say you've cured his illness, have you really cured his illness?"
