The compartment was filled with the delicate laughter of a beauty.
Hong Jiaxin gave Luo Yang a disdainful look, then turned her head back to look out the window again.
Taking advantage of her lack of attention, Luo Yang reached out to hold Shi Yun's hand.
Shi Yun bit her moist lower lip shyly and lifted her lashes, glancing at him with affection.
Cough.
Upon hearing Hong Jiaxin cough for no reason, Luo Yang quickly turned to look at her, only to see her face full of disgust.
Shi Yun's pretty face turned a bright red, her head bowed as if she had done something wrong, her timid demeanor making her endearing.
"Class leader, I, uh, I..." Luo Yang stammered.
Luo Yang felt a bit awkward, as staring at a beauty so intently without blinking was uncivilized behavior for a boy.
"You what?" Hong Jiaxin scoffed with a cold laugh.
"Don't be so fierce, class leader."
As he spoke, Luo Yang's left hand was about to land on Hong Jiaxin's right thigh.