Why Is Ruan Yang So Smart And Sensitive? It Makes Him Lose Even The Slightest Amount Of Privacy

Li Shaobin felt his spine almost go numb. His gaze became increasingly pitiful. "Ruan Yang, I really want it."

Ruan Yang's face fell. "What do you want? I'm like this. It's not that I don't want to satisfy you. I just can't."

"Don't be misunderstood; I just said it casually. I didn't want to do anything to you. I'm not that inhumane." Li Shaobin was afraid she would get angry, so he waved his hands. "I know that women have to rest well when they're on their period and can't be too tired. Shall I carry you upstairs?"

Ruan Yang's expression improved. "Don't blame me for thinking too much. It's just that the industry I was in is too dirty. Some men won't even care about women's bodies just to satisfy their desires."

"Oh, I know that. I'm not like that. I'm already used to being best friends with my left and right hands." Li Shaobin caressed her face panderingly and broke out into a smile.