A chill flashed in Jun Mochan's eyes, emanating coldness from his entire being.
As she lowered her head, about to push him away, Jun Mochan sensed her intention and held the back of her head with his large hand.
Forcing her to raise her head.
Feeling the increasing warmth coming from Ye Ranran, Jun Mochan finally released her.
"Never say sorry or thank you to me," Jun Mochan rubbed Ye Ranran's face with his fingertips.
Ye Ranran's skin was tender and smooth, like touching satin, irresistibly touchable.
Her face turned red, she gently punched Jun Mochan and hung her head without uttering a word.
"Spill it out. What happened today?" Jun Mochan lifted Ye Ranran's chin, narrowed his eyes, "Not even a moment away from me and you ran off with some other guy, not too shabby."
"What do you mean I ran off with him? He dragged me away forcefully. Can't you be reasonable?" Ye Ranran rolled her eyes.