Su Yayan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she saw Huo Chenhuan's solemn expression as if he was performing an important ceremony.
Just like that, the two of them were so anxious that there were already people pointing and whispering behind them.
Su Yayan blushed and went forward to hug Huo Chenhuan's neck. She jumped up and allowed Huo Chenhuan to carry her away.
What the f*ck! Not far away, the people who were secretly observing were all flabbergasted by this new method of display of affection!
When Su Yayan was carried into the car, she looked like a cooked shrimp. She covered her eyes and curled up in Huo Chenhuan's arms, wishing she could play dead.
Huo Chenhuan looked at her and couldn't help but poke her. He chuckled. "Weren't you looking forward to it? Why are you still shy now?"
