Having resolved her roommate's problem, Jiang Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief, turned off her phone, and lifted her head.
A shadow blocked her view.
The clear and cold light in Pei Yan's eyes fell on her face, with a subtly complex emotion hidden in their depths.
"Is the meal ready?"
"Yes."
Jiang Shuyao stood up from the ground, ready to walk towards the front yard when he stretched out his large hand and wrapped it around her waist, "Princess."
Their breaths were audible.
At such a distance, it was either a fight or a kiss.
She tilted her head back slightly without a trace, her face red as she asked, "What are you doing?"
See, just a small tease and she's blushing.
His princess had a limited capacity for psychological endurance; she couldn't handle Xu Kanfeng's words.
But in the blink of an eye.
Pei Yan's inherent masculinity got the better of him and he still said, "Let's go back to school early tomorrow morning, okay?"
