I wasn't playing.
At this moment, his lips were tightly pressed, his long eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes narrowed tightly. This appearance was completely different from his usual indifference and detachment.
He looked like a usually gentle and obedient little dog that had been suddenly provoked into a wolf, with his long fingers grasping the door like sharp claws.
This appearance made Ruan Yiyi's heart tremble slightly.
It's peculiar. Clearly, it was the first time she had seen him like this, yet it gave her a strange sense of familiarity.
Even though he was angry, she wasn't scared; instead, she continued to stare directly at him, meeting his gaze, then raised her hand to pry his fingers off the door one by one.
Wen Yu: "..."
He just watched her actions helplessly, watching her finally push past his shoulder and stride inside with arrogance.
Is this… her home?
