Her fingers tightly clenched, fingertips lightly brushing against the smooth glass surface.
The man watched her actions, his lips curling into a smile. He raised his hand again and wrote: [Your movements resemble grabbing sheets during the peak of making love.]
"..."
Shameless!
Tong Ran raised her hand, wanting to hit him.
But she couldn't reach him no matter how she tried. Tong Ran leaned her body forward, her forehead pressed against the glass window, she raised her eyes, greedily staring at his handsome face.
Two months of separation, yet he remained unchanged since their first meeting, truly, not at all.
But she...
Tong Ran's gaze dimmed, she slightly backed away.
Mo Nanjue was originally looking at her face as well. Noticing her movement, he furrowed his brows, tapping the glass surface with his index finger, "Come here."
After speaking, he remembered she couldn't hear, so he raised his hand and wrote 'come here'.
