Chu Yiren had thought that she was surely going to take a heavy fall, but she didn't expect that at the critical moment, it was Chen Feng who saved her again.
She lifted her eyes to look at Chen Feng in the pouring rain, her eyes shimmering brightly.
"You, are so handsome."
Chu Yiren was daydreaming a bit.
"You're beautiful."
Chen Feng returned the compliment.
"Hehe, you're such a fool."
"You're a fool too."
"Ah, this is so mushy."
Chu Yiren hooked her arm around Chen Feng's neck.
Chen Feng lifted Chu Yiren up, took her hand, and ran to the outside of the bank to take shelter from the rain.
At this point, both of their clothes were completely wet.
It didn't matter if Chen Feng was wet, but Chu Yiren was wearing a skirt, and once it got wet, it instantly became seductively transparent.
"What are you looking at, hm."
Chu Yiren subconsciously covered some areas.
But, she could hardly cover everything.
