Jiang Xiaoxiao grabbed Song Moting's shirt, bringing him face to face with her.
She knew everything.
She knew all about Song Moting's thoughts.
Her heart felt warm.
A man was risking his life for her.
Just to protect her secret, to protect her and Tang Yuan.
Even at the risk of personal danger.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was filled with joy and guilt, as she never had time to tell Song Moting about the detailed inside story, so her man knew nothing.
Song Moting thought Jiang Xiaoxiao had guessed his impulsiveness, thus irritatedly using his fingers to comb through her messy hair.
He would make this small gesture when feeling uneasy, at least Jiang Xiaoxiao knew, from this gesture she could tell he was nervous.
She understood his every emotion and habit.
He wasn't really nervous, he was just very cautious, showing that they were both intelligent people.
She knew clearly, in Song Moting's life, she held an important place.
She raised her wrist to check the time.
