"What are you doing...?"
She placed her hands on the glass and looked over her shoulder at the calm man reading behind her.
A small flame was desperately stoking in her heart.
Song Yan's slender fingers flipped a page, making a rustling sound.
"Reading, sunbathing."
"When you see me working so hard, don't you feel a slight ripple in your heart?"
Song Yan looked up at her, his deep eyes brimming with confusion. "Ripple?"
"Even if you don't want to help, you shouldn't provoke me like this, right?"
What was wrong with this man?
He had been like this years ago, and he hadn't changed a bit since then.
The more she thought about it, the more angry she got. She must have been kicked in the head by a donkey all those years.
"I am simply protecting you."
Song Yan tilted his head, a hint of amusement in his gaze.
His tone was full of righteousness.
Xu Ru: "..."
This is too much! Too much!