She couldn't help but look back at Wen Yu again.
This scene was sensitively noticed by Ruan Yiyi, and suspicion grew in her heart.
Why does this person keep looking at Wen Yu? Could it be that he holds a grudge against him?
Just as she was puzzled, her shoulder suddenly felt heavier.
She was startled, and when she turned her head, she saw the boy's clean and delicate face, just inches away from her.
Resting on her shoulder.
However, unlike before, his eyes were closed at some point.
The boy's eyelashes were long and thick.
In the flickering light, he looked absolutely obedient and innocent.
Like a pure youth who has wandered into a swamp that doesn't belong to him, stirring a protective and tender feeling in one's heart.
Ruan Yiyi looked at his appearance, and her shoulder dared not move.
But, wait—
Is he...
Drunk?
A one-shot wonder?
Her expression became subtle, and she finally snorted coldly.
