Jiang Ruan suddenly laughed.
His laid-back attitude somehow feels as if he's aiding and abetting some evil?
When she laughed, her peach blossom eyes half closed with a glint of mischief, both wild and charming.
Like a ruffian, but also like a demon.
He quietly watched her, his eyes behind the glasses seemed calm, yet hiding tumultuous waves that are impossible to comprehend.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from outside, someone reached the door.
A tentative query.
"Who?"
Hearing this voice, Jiang Ruan squinted her eyes, preparing to act. The man in front of her suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her into a corner, his tall upright body obstructing her view.
In the confined space, they were pressed close against each other.
She lifted her head, her lips unintentionally brushed against the corner of his rosy lips...
*
Outside the door.
Shi Tingbai was frowning, listening by pressing his ear against the door, the commotion was clearly coming from this room.
