Hearing the footsteps drawing closer and closer, the chair in the office suddenly spun around toward the door.
Without even needing to look up, a smile appeared on Rong Xingyu's face and his eyes shone even brighter.
When Ding Yixin walked toward him, Rong Xingyu immediately tossed his phone aside and while acting spoiled, he stretched out both arms toward Ding Yixin and asking to be picked up.
Ding Yixin's eyes carried a trace of amusement.
He bent down and, with a single lift, he picked Rong Xingyu up.
Feeling his body leave the ground slightly, Rong Xingyu could not help letting out a light giggle.
His arms naturally looped around the back of Ding Yixin's neck.
Rong Xingyu was not worried that Ding Yixin would drop him at all; he simply found it fun, he crossing his legs and wrapping them around Ding Yixin's body.
When Ding Yixin looked at him, Rong Xingyu even tilted his head and blinked at him innocently, looking completely harmless.
