The slightly cold soft ruler just pressed against Lu Shinian's shoulder.
His cold white skin was faintly flushed with pink, unclear whether it was due to shyness or the cold.
The warm fingertips gently touched his shoulder, causing Lu Shinian's body to tense slightly.
His lips almost pressed into a line, with an expression of some seriousness under the mask.
His Ruan Ruan actually touched the body of "another man."
The possessiveness surged in his heart, and in his ink-black eyes, there was a faint hint of hostility.
Yet, Su Ruan didn't seem to notice his state at all, lightly laughed and said, "Little Lu, your shoulder width is really standard."
She raised the corner of her mouth, a hint of mischief in her eyes, "Great physique."
Lu Shinian's eyes deepened, suddenly speaking, "How do I compare to Commander Lu?"
Su Ruan's long lashes quivered, she couldn't help but think, clearly, they're the same person, what's the point of comparing?
