Ning Yuan looked at that slender and beautiful hand and her heart beat faster. She raised her hand and was about to be held by him when she patted his hand and ran past him upstairs.
His back was light and happy, his ponytail swinging in the air, making him look young and playful.
She was cold and calm most of the time and rarely acted like a little girl.
Ye Yu looked at her figure and narrowed his eyes slightly, his thin lips curling into an angle that even he did not notice.
Ning Yuan's apartment was not big. Once Ye Yu entered, the space seemed to become even more cramped.
"Sit on the sofa for a while. I'll make you a cup of tea."
"No need." Ye Yu looked at her with his dark eyes. He had one hand in his pocket and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his expression. "Go and pack your things."
Ning Yuan knew how strong and decisive he was, but to be honest, she did not want to move to his place.
