Feng Luo irritably pressed the pillow over her own head, and the noise in her ears immediately dulled a lot.
But the quiet was only temporary; before long, footsteps sounded again.
Only this time, the footsteps were closer and lighter!
Feng Luo's heart gave a jolt. The footsteps were inside her room. She slowly opened her eyes and stuck her head out from under the covers. Before she could see clearly what was going on, her vision suddenly went black, and she fainted on the spot.
Ru Xue's cold eyes rested on Feng Luo. Her slender fingers slowly slid lightly across Feng Luo's cheek. "What a delicate little face. If it weren't for the fact that you're still underage, I'd be tempted to carve two lines across it."
The corner of her lips hooked up in a dangerously amused smile as she hefted Feng Luo off the bed without the slightest effort.
Her movements were quick, leaving no trace behind.
