Meet again.
Duan Xiaoyan's eyes were scarlet, and he stared at Jiang Ning closely, with red marks on his face from being slapped by her.
One hand easily raised her hands above her head, causing the girl's originally well-fitting white T-shoulder to reveal half of her waist as it twisted. The other hand tightly wrapped around Jiang Ning to prevent her from falling.
Duan Xiaoyan asked in a low voice: "What did you just say?"
"..." Jiang Ning turned away and bit her lower lip to remain silent.
"Ning Ning." He reminded with a frown. "We can forget everything, but we can't just let it go between us."
Paranoid and passionate.
