she stretched lazily in liancheng yazhi's arms, then hugged his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
she rubbed her face against his neck twice, fully showing a woman's reliance on a man from the small details. rong yan hoped to use these subtle movements to ease liancheng yazhi's anger.
Rong Yan said in a muffled voice, " "Dear, Good Morning, Yingluo."
However, Rong Yan's attitude obviously didn't please Liancheng Yazhi. He took Rong Yan's arm and pushed her away. Then, he stood up and looked down at her. His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through her heart and see through every secret she hid.
rong yan felt particularly uneasy. fortunately, she was already good at disguising herself and had worn the mask on her face for a long time. sometimes, even she herself could not tell what her real face was like.
"what's wrong with you?" rong yan rubbed her eyes and pouted.
Liancheng Yazhi didn't miss any expression on Rong Yan's face or any small movement of her body.
