Mu Ya was very worried about Shen Yin's mental state and didn't dare to push her too much. He said, "Then, we'll go to my house first."
Shen Yin hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
Mu Ya carried her on his back once again as he walked back home. He thought of something, then broke into a troubled yet excited expression.
"My mom is very nice, she'll definitely like you." But their relationship had developed too fast. Would his mom misunderstand?
Mu Ya was actually very scared, but when he felt the weight on his back, his strides were firm.
Shen Yin lowered her eyes, not saying anything.
They soon arrived home. When Mu Ya was about to enter, Shen Yi wriggled and slid down from his back.
"Alright. Take my hand, I'll bring you in." Mu Ya only treated it as if Shen Yin was shy, pulling her hand and saying.
Shen Yin pointed a finger toward the window of his room.
