up the gift box on the wheelchair, and held it out to Xiàng Wǎn, "Xiàng Wǎn, happy birthday."A-wai didn't even glance at the gift box, her brow furrowed with a scar that seemed to darken with an usua...Saying that, he clasped Menglan's hand tightly and placed it lightly on her chest.

The moment Meng Lan placed her hand on his chest, she felt the heat radiating from him, and even her cheeks flushed red.

"Let go of me at once!"

But Feng Mu held her palm tightly, refusing to let go. His fingers gently rubbed against her palm, his voice low and magnetic,

"Did you feel it"

Mulan froze. "What"

"My heartbeat."

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