Pei Xicui blushed and nodded with a smile, indicating her acceptance of Luo Yang's persuasion.
She sneaked another glance at Hong Jiaxin and Zhu Zishan, noticing that both women had turned their heads away.
Luo Yang warmly offered: "Sister Cui, let me help you."
Before Pei Xicui could respond, Luo Yang took her by the right arm with both hands, carefully assisting her as they walked.
However, his gaze occasionally drifted towards Pei Xicui's bosom.
Pei Xicui certainly noticed it; her face grew even redder to her neck, her cheeks, ears, and neck all flushed, her mouth carrying a shy and awkward smile, yet she was too embarrassed to refuse Luo Yang's kindness.
"Luo Yang! Where are your eyes looking?" Hong Jiaxin suddenly exclaimed.
"Huh? Uh, class rep, Sister Zhu, Sister Yun, my eyes are fine." Luo Yang felt his ears growing hot.
Being called out made Pei Xicui even more embarrassed.
"Director Luo..."
"Just call me Niu Zai. That dress really suits your complexion."
