Outside, Ye Ning was being directly pushed against the wall.
He looked at Ye Ning, his gradually darkening eyes seemed like a deep ocean, enveloping the person entirely, leaving no escape, always seeing that inky blue color.
His eyes were just that color, a clear shade of inky blue.
His fingertips still carried a hint of minty tobacco scent.
She rarely saw him smoke, but she knew he did.
It was always these mint-flavored Japanese cigarettes, long and thin, mixed with his unique scent, making one not feel repulsed, but rather find it quite fragrant.
"Tell me, what's your sulking about this time?"
His words were close to her ear.
Although his voice was ordinary, it unexpectedly carried a certain ambiguous undertone.
It made her heart itch.
Ye Ning turned her head a little, "Then you tell me first, what are you hiding from me again."
"..."
Mu Yeli said, "I didn't do anything."
Ye Ning looked at him, "Ha, you don't want to say, huh."
