Maid, her new identity!

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Longyaochen looked at Xia Yimo's flustered and pale face. There was no emotion on his cold face. Only the cold voice came like the cold wind rushing in outside: "Want to run?"

Xia Yimo's pale feet retreated. She stared at Longyaochen's approaching step by step. She slowly retreated with his feet until something blocked behind her. She stopped her steps, her lips tightened, and looked at Longyaochen in panic.

Long Yaochen stopped less than a step in front of Xia Yimo. A pair of profound ink pupils looked at her indifferently and said slowly, "It's strange why you're here again, eh?"

Xia Yimo frowned slightly...