Dang Yang was truly happy.
Seeing An Yue made him happy.
His expectations were just that low.
An Yue smiled: "I came to see you."
Dang Yang came to An Yue's side, hugged her, and kissed her cheek. Holding her, he walked to the sofa and sat down: "It's great that you came to see me."
An Yue looked at Dang Yang. From his expression, he really was glad she came to see him, without any hint of reluctance or guilt.
Currently, An Yue still had quite a bit of confidence in Dang Yang.
"I came to find you for something," An Yue said.
"What is it?" Dang Yang held An Yue a bit absentmindedly, his hand trying to slide into An Yue's clothes, but she stopped him.
She frowned at him.
She really thought Dang Yang was like a pervert. See, as soon as they met, he was touching and hugging; if they hadn't met, then what?
An Yue believed Dang Yang truly loved her, but... she doubted Dang Yang's self-control a little.
