"I…I didn't do it on purpose, let me button it for you."
Mo Xunxun reached out with trembling hands, wanting to button it up for Jian Yi. Jian Yi grabbed her hand and pressed it down: "No need to bother, I'll just be taking it off again when we get home."
With that, Jian Yi turned the bike around, stepped on the pedals, and sped home.
Jian Yi said, "Sit tight, hold on to me."
Mo Xunxun grabbed Jian Yi's clothes, stammering, "Jian Yi, I, I, I…I didn't mean it like that…"
Jian Yi: "It's okay, I did mean it like that."
Mo Xunxun's face turned even redder. Compared to before, Jian Yi was getting more and more improper. What was she going to do?
But, but…she seemed to like this current Jian Yi even more; he felt closer to real life.
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