094 Don't touch randomly_1

Jiang Xi was squeezed by Rong Nian to the other side, and after she was seated, she tilted her head to look over.

Rong Nian's mouth curved upwards, with a touch of playful mischief, which dissipated much of the cold aura around him.

At this moment, he was like a child whose childish pranks had succeeded, showing a smug sense of gleefulness.

"Childish," Jiang Xi muttered.

Rong Nian didn't hear her clearly and leaned in slightly, "What did you say?"

Jiang Xi raised her chin and turned her head away with haughty pride, "I don't repeat nice words."

"..."

Rong Nian watched as her little tail seemed to perk up, recalling her hot and bold dance moves in the dance floor last night, his brows and eyes tightened slightly.

He reached out and clasped Jiang Xi's waist, pulling her closer.

The little distance Jiang Xi had just managed to create instantly shortened as she bumped against Rong Nian's arm.