"Ning Shuxin also felt a little sympathy. He could see that Zhao Rang had a hard time in the sect. But he wasn't a saint, and he couldn't smooth things over for everyone. All he could do was help whe... and kissed his neck.There, delicate and beautiful, it seemed as if with just a slight twist, that graceful swan neck would snap.But Xie Wenqiu didn't have that kind of deviant fetish. He just lowered...