A person who usually doesn't smile much, standing so close, smiling at her so charmingly—no one could resist, and Jiang Ruan felt a wave of warmth rise in her heart, spreading layers of blush across her face.
"I, I…" Jiang Ruan tried to pull her fingers out of his grip, but he was too strong.
She struggled fiercely, and suddenly his wrist tightened.
Jiang Ruan fell into his arms again...
Instinctively, she stretched out her other hand to brace against his chest, and the soda bottle fell to the ground with a sound.
The surrounding area was all grass, so the disturbance wasn't loud, just the soda rolled and flowed out from the bottle, making a sizzling noise.
"Yan Chi!" Jiang Ruan was shocked in her heart.
"Finally not 'senior' or 'uncle,' calling my name now?"
"You…"
