Outside the window, heavy rain pours down, as if a veil has been cast over the city's sky. The clouds are dark and the wind howls, making it impossible to see anything beyond five meters.,He clung to her, nibbling at her delicate neck with wanton hunger: "Xiaxia, tell me," he whispered.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine."。