Jun Mochan stared, his eyes wide, and quickly realizing his loss of composure, he reached out and poked Ye Ranran's face.
Ye Ranran turned back, gave him a glare, and shifted her butt outwards.
Jun Mochan moved closer to her as well.
Childish!
Ignoring Ye Ranran's look, Jun Mochan wrapped his arms around her waist and held her in his embrace.
Ye Ranran didn't struggle, allowing him to hold her.
"Ranran, I have to go to work now; I'll talk to you later." Luo Qi caught sight of someone walking in and waved to Ye Ranran.
"Mm, talk next time."
They had a twelve-hour time difference; she had just finished her workday while the other side was preparing to end theirs.
Putting away her phone, Luo Qi started to munch on bread, eating in a hurry and choking herself a bit.
Lin Yan placed a glass of milk by her side and gently patted her back: "Didn't I tell you to eat slowly?"
