Tan Rou blushed slightly upon hearing this, blinking her big eyes at Zhuang Liu, momentarily at a loss for words.
What should she reply? "I missed you too"? She did feel a pang of longing for Zhuang Liu upon seeing his message at noon, and seeing him waiting at the school gate as soon as she left the school definitely made her happy.
Tan Rou's face was flushed with shyness, and she smiled timidly.
Zhuang Liu's gaze was so sweet it seemed like sugar might ooze from his eyes, tenderly watching Tan Rou. Neither of them spoke, yet the atmosphere was incredibly intriguing; the air itself seemed infused with a subtle sweetness.
Xiao Mo played the role of a dutiful third wheel, feigning ignorance with a bowed head, barely holding back his rising grin.
In his heart, he shouted, "Who could understand this? They're totally smitten! Look at the Third Young Master's hopeless expression!"
