About half an hour later, the examination was finally over.
As soon as Jiang Qingli opened the door, a tall figure who had been squatting beside it lunged forward and pulled her into a tight embrace.
The young man smelled of fresh sea salt. His powerful arms wrapped around her, and his warmth enveloped her.
'Has he been waiting here this whole time?'
'Like a puppy.'
'No one could refuse a puppy's unabashed affection.'
Jiang Qingli was touched.
She smiled, wrapping one arm around his back to pat it gently. Her other hand snaked around his side to stroke Qin Muye's silver hair.
Qin Muye asked, his voice muffled, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Qingli fiddled with his hair.
'I kind of want to pet the little leopard's ears now.'
"As long as you're fine." Qin Muye closed his eyes and held her tighter, nuzzling his cheek against hers.
He completely failed to notice there was another person standing right beside them.
