I really want to hug you

Zhan Yang walked over step by step until he stood in front of ruan Mengmeng. His tall and straight figure was a sharp contrast to ruan Mengmeng's petite figure.

He lowered his head and looked at her with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to draw something on her fair little face.

Ruan Mengmeng raised her head and looked at Zhan Yang warily.

She felt an invisible pressure coming from Zhan Yang's body.

Even before this, ruan Mengmeng had already met many prominent figures.

However, she could not deny that Zhan Yang's innate cold and Noble aura was more impressive than anyone she had ever seen. It was hard to resist.

"What are you trying to do?" she narrowed her eyes and asked warily.

Even though Zhan Yang's performance was completely different from what she had expected.

However, ruan Mengmeng was not a fool. Even though Zhan Yang's slap on Zhan mo had shocked her, she had not let down her guard completely.

It was different from ruan Mengmeng's wariness.