Lan Xiao walked out of the school gate and saw Wen Muchu waiting for her by the roadside. He was leaning against a car.
He was dressed in a casual home suit, exuding the elegant and Noble aura of a young master from an aristocratic family. He suddenly pounced on her.
Lan Xiao's eyes brightened slightly and like a dancing butterfly, he flew into Wen Muchu's arms.
Wen Muchu reached out and hugged her waist.
He lowered his head without hesitation.
"Did you miss me?"
Lan Xiao was shocked and immediately avoided his kiss shyly.
With so many people coming and going, she really couldn't be so open-minded as to kiss as she pleased.
Lan Xiao blushed and pushed Wen Muchu.
"There are too many people, don't whine like this."
Wen Muchu looked at her blushing face and could not help but smile.
He looked down and suddenly saw a bruise on her wrist.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed her wrist.
"What's wrong with your hand? Who did it?"
