Qiao Nian was a little stunned. Her movements were a little slow, and her usually arrogant eyes were restrained. Her black eyelashes drooped, and her fingers pressed against the brim of her cap. She didn't know where to put her hands. In any case, her eyes weren't looking in his direction. "Huh?"
He leaned against her gracefully and looked at her with a smile, quietly waiting for her 'explanation'.
At first, Qiao Nian resisted the urge to say anything.
After a minute, she still couldn't hold on. She raised her hands in surrender. "I didn't think much of it. I just felt a little surprised at that time, and then it was nothing."
"You were just a little surprised?" Ye Wangchuan's voice was slightly raised. It was ambiguous and a little seductive.
