"Do you want me to mind?"
As Shang Ruyi spoke, she gazed deeper into those eyes that were always calm and profound, but at this moment seemed to have a flicker of fluctuation. After all, whether she minded or not was her own business. Even if there were tumultuous emotions, she could swallow them down.
But what about him?
Did he want her to mind?
What kind of emotion would he have towards her concern?
And what kind of answer was he hoping for by asking her this?
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi had a sudden flash of insight, as if she had realized something, and leaned in closer, saying to those already flickering, even evasive, eyes: "Do you want me to—"
Before she could finish, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on Yu Wenye's face.
Before Shang Ruyi could speak, he lowered his head and fiercely blocked her mouth!
"Mmm?!
