Cai Qinyue felt a chill in her back.
Thinking of what I did was always under Spencer’s nose.
When Cai Qinyue looked at Spencer who was smiling but not smiling, a chill rose from the bottom of her feet.
Spencer’s fingers habitually tapped on the armrest of the sofa, and there was nothing that made Cai Qinyue nervous inexplicably.
The fear that rose from the bottom of her heart made Cai Qinyue’s legs soft.
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