Song Rin stood up, his arm passing through Shen Yian's shoulder, encircling her and clicking the mouse on her hand.,Shen Yian nervously clenched his hand, but did not dodge.,Just as the atmosphere was about to ignite, Shen Yinan's phone rang. She jolted awake as if from a dream, whacking Song Lin on the forehead with a thud and standing up abruptly.。