This Xu Yan is truly a hypocrite.

He pretended to tell her to stay away from him, but in the end he obediently followed behind her.

There happened to be an alley ahead, and Rong Chang turned and walked into it.

But she didn't go far. Instead, she stopped at the alley entrance, stood by the wall, and pressed her back against it.

And so, Xu Yan, who followed behind, met with tragedy once again.

Just as his slender figure appeared at the alley entrance, before he could even see anything clearly, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

With a sudden spin, Rong Chang turned around and slammed him against the cold wall.

Wall slam!

"Is it fun to stalk others?"

Rong Shang looked up at the boy she had trapped, her rosy lips opening and closing, her eyes filled with a mocking gaze.

The earlobes turned red instantly.

The girl's pleasant fragrance wafted over, and Xu Yan's body instantly tensed up.

"Don't talk nonsense."

With her slightly red lips pursed, Xu Yan turned her face away guiltily, not daring to meet Rong Shang's gaze. "I didn't follow you, I just happened to be going the same way."

His reasoning was somewhat far-fetched, since his home wasn't even in this area.

"Oh?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, amused.

"Want to come together?"

Instead of exposing his lie, she extended an invitation.

Xu Yan frowned slightly, then turned his face back to Rong Shang. He looked at her smiling, radiant face, and a hint of struggle flashed quickly across her calm, indifferent eyes, which were as still as a lake.

"How many times have you said that?"

The unexpected words from Xu Yan startled Rong Shang.

"What?" she asked.

The next second, Rong Shang saw the long-hidden struggle in his deep pupils.

"It's just..." Xu Yan stopped mid-sentence.

He felt embarrassed to ask Rong Shang this question, but for some reason, he felt uncomfortable if he didn't ask.

"How many people besides me have heard what you've said to me?"

He suddenly tugged at her sleeve and uttered this awkward sentence.

Seeing his unnatural expression, Rong Shang's lips curled up again.

Is this guy jealous?

She lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on his hand that was tugging at the hem of her clothes.

The boy's hands were as white as jade, with distinct knuckles on his slender fingers, like a perfect work of art, giving one the urge to possess them.

Rong Chang's beautiful, dark pupils suddenly lit up.

Wow, that hand!

I really want to collect it!

The system was alarmed. [Host, isn't your taste a bit too extreme?]

Noticing that her gaze remained fixed on his hand, Xu Yan raised an eyebrow, subconsciously assuming that Rong Shang disliked his tugging at her clothes, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Rong Shang's lingering gaze followed his hand upwards, and then she saw Xu Yan's slightly furrowed brows.

“You haven’t answered my question yet,” he reminded her again.

"Well..." Rong Shang drawled out the last syllable, her dark pupils shifting before uncontrollably landing on Xu Yan's beautiful hands.

"I'll answer your question, can I touch your hand?"

Xu Yan's expression froze for a moment, "..."

system,【……】

I never expected you to be such a filthy host!

"May I?"

Xu Yan did not answer her question, so Rong Shang asked it again.

Her words were clearly extremely flippant, yet she spoke with an air of utmost seriousness.