Yan Xinxin didn't see who she collided with clearly and was about to step back, but didn't want to step on a stone.
She thought she was going to fall, but suddenly a strong arm held her waist.
Yan Xinxin found her balance and immediately stood firm.
Just as she was about to put distance between herself and the man who helped her, a familiar voice came from above.
"We meet again, Little Qianyuan."
"...…"
Yan Xinxin suddenly raised her head, and under the moonlit streetlights, she saw Jun Shengye's perfectly handsome face.
"It's you."
Yan Xinxin was slightly surprised.
Jun Shengye nodded.
"It's me, Shi Liu."
"…...…"
He referred to himself as Shi Liu, Yan Xinxin remembered, he said he was the sixteenth in his family, so all his relatives called him Shi Liu.
"Hey! Pretty boy! Don't meddle! This woman is the one our brothers liked first!"
Jun Shengye was looking at the lingering fear on Yan Xinxin's little face, when suddenly he heard a boastful voice nearby.
