Yan Luoxi felt a sourness in her heart, thinking about the lot she drew just now, she was very uneasy. She opened her arms towards him, and as Li Yeqi stepped forward, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, burying her face in his abdomen, murmuring, "Why didn't you ask me?"
Li Yeqi held her gently, "I wanted to give you an independent space."
"Fool." Yan Luoxi sighed softly. Wanting to give her an independent space, yet not trusting himself and following her, his awkwardness made her heart ache.
Li Yeqi recalled the words of the little monk earlier, and his brows knitted tightly, "Let's go home."
"Okay."
Yan Luoxi released him, jumping off the car hood, and suddenly got tangled, "What should we do? We both drove here, should we drive back separately?"
Li Yeqi grabbed her hand, "You ride back with me, I'll have someone come and drive your car back."
