"Thank you." Leng Junxuan's eyes burned with intensity as he looked at Su Ruoxi, his voice low and magnetic.
Su Ruoxi's cheeks turned red, looking at the man's tall frame curled up on her short and narrow bed, feeling both sweet and embarrassed: "You don't have to thank me, you've also helped me out twice before, saving you is the right thing to do, we are even now."
Leng Junxuan chuckled softly, his sharp eyebrows softening: "My life isn't worth so little."
Su Ruoxi's heart nearly melted at the sound of his laughter, the strong masculine scent filled the small space, making her heartbeat race.
"The porridge should be ready soon, I'll go check on it." Saying that, she hurriedly ran out of the room.
Behind her, Leng Junxuan's deep and joyful laughter followed, making Su Ruoxi unable to help but smile as well.
Mrs. Su watched her daughter, who was falling into love, and then glanced at the mysterious man in her daughter's room, and sighed softly.
