Yang Ruxin's eyes instantly narrowed. The confession from this person gave her goosebumps, and she even felt a chill run down her spine. Perhaps it was because the gaze of the other was too intense.
"Xinxin, you might think it's strange how we often run into each other, right? Honestly, I just can't control my feelings. I want to see you, I want to talk to you, but..." Song San shook his head in pain, "What should I do?"
"Let me tell you, as a man confessing to my wife at night, your behavior is inappropriate." Just then, a slightly angry voice came, and the next moment, Yang Ruxin was pulled into an embrace. "What you should do is turn around and walk far away immediately."
Song San's face turned grim.
Yang Ruxin, however, relaxed against the man's chest and laughed.
