"If I don't act a little cheeky, I wouldn't be doing myself justice," Xia Xinyu said.
"That's true."
Chen Yuan admitted.
On the first day he treated her to Boston lobster, Chen Yuan thought she was truly beautiful, definitely worth getting close to.
And indeed, it was confirmed later, she really was nice to get close to.
"Chen Yuan, be careful."
Just as they were here reminiscing shamelessly about the past, Xia Xinyu suddenly noticed that on the bridge they had to cross to get home, seven or eight elderly men and women were sitting on both sides.
So, she lowered her head and whispered, "Let's walk faster, just go straight past them."
Even a dog walking this path would get a comment or two.
No one could withstand those stares.
Xia Xinyu, though generally optimistic and talkative, was still a young girl at heart, and couldn't possibly withstand it.
Honestly, Chen Yuan was a bit scared too.
