Originally, Zhao Xiaoyi was also suspicious, but when she heard Xiaoming admit it, she felt a surge of fresh blood rush up in her chest as if she was going to cough up her old blood.
"You, you wicked woman, you actually did that with Brother Wuxie!" Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes reddened again.
"Weren't you the one who ran away disregarding Brother Wuxie's safety, and now you're blaming me?" Xiaoming retorted.
Zhao Xiaoyi was left speechless.
However, in such a situation, even if given another chance, she would still unhesitatingly choose to run away.
"Boo hoo, you ruined Brother Wuxie's purity, and I want my pure Brother Wuxie back!"
Faced with Zhao Xiaoyi's unreasonable fuss, Xiaoming seemed somewhat helpless!
Thinking about Zhao Xiaoyi's actions tonight, Xiaoming still wanted to add a knife.
"I'm really really sorry, Brother Wuxie's purity was ruined by me two years ago!" Saying this, Xiaoming stood up.
