Jinghan's face was flushed, as she leaned against Zixuan's chest, his heart beating fiercely in her ear. At that moment, Jinghan felt an incomparable sense of security. "Once the restaurant has been tidied up, you should move in too, so you don't have to put up with the poor living conditions at the County School." In truth, she wanted to see Zixuan often as well.
With his arms wrapped tightly around Jinghan, Zixuan kissed her forehead, "Sure, I've been living at your house for quite a few years already, one more year won't make much of a difference."
Jinghan wrapped her arms around Zixuan's waist. The small table that had originally been there was now pushed to one side, and the two nestled together, making for a very warm and sweet moment.
A cough came from outside the door, and the two hurriedly separated. Zixuan quickly set the table back to its original spot and then straightened Jinghan's hair.
