White mist swirled, but Su He saw no emotion in those dark eyes, as if they belonged to a cold, emotionless machine.,"I calculate, it's your color, you this person!" As if being seduced by his own voice, Lu Shaoan slowly raised a hand, slowly extending it towards Su He's cheek.,She hit with such force that her fingers were both numb and swollen, like fingers frozen outside suddenly plunged into warm water, her fingertips red with the rush of blood.。