Su Xiaomeng reached out to him, finally giving in,
"Give it to me."
What stunned the few students nearby was Yin Shixiu's next move. As soon as the flowers were handed to Su Xiaomeng, Yin Shixiu squatted down, hugged Su Xiaomeng's leg, and lifted her high!
"Wow! Put me down!"
If it were just the two of them, Su Xiaomeng might have found it somewhat sweet, but here at university, with a few students gathered around...
He was still him, that Yin Shixiu who never cared about anyone's gaze.
"Put me down, quickly! You're messing up my clothes!"
Su Xiaomeng cradled a few eighty-centimeter-long canna flowers in her hands, rubbing against them as Yin Shixiu hugged her, pressing the flower leaves and instantly leaving juice marks on their clothes.
But Yin Shixiu didn't care. Without saying anything, he just looked up and smiled at her, the curve of his lips stretched wide, and the deep affection in his eyes... Su Xiaomeng thought, she could still see it.
