So soft, so fragrant.
Li Qingrong was planning to gently push Jiang Nian away after a moment, but found she couldn't budge him. She couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.
"Let go."
"Huh?" Jiang Nian feigned ignorance and, after letting go, held his forehead dramatically. "What just happened? I just fainted."
Li Qingrong gave him a look and walked ahead.
"Let's go."
"Oh, oh, wait for me." Jiang Nian caught up. "By the way, Qingqing, where were we in the conversation?"
"You said you didn't know if you had any hope of catching up."
"Huh? Did I say that?"
"Yes, you did."
"I don't remember. You must have heard wrong," Jiang Nian replied. "I'm always the most optimistic person."
If that doesn't work, one could always take a roundabout approach.
Jingfu District.
The two walked in together while a security guard glanced at them. He followed them for a bit, then continued checking his phone on the table.
