Jiang Su pinched his book. A few seconds later, he fluttered the pages with his fingertips and looked up to ask, "A date?"
His voice was light, and somewhat flirtatious.
Lin Wei's heart raced a little at his words.
She didn't understand what had been going on with her lately. Ever since Liang Yuan had delivered the milk tea to him, she would always inexplicably feel nervous and guilt-ridden when facing him.
She had doubts whether anything in the milk tea could have affected her heart rate.
Lin Wei composed herself and noticed the young man in front of her was calmly packing his bag as if his previous words were merely playful banter.
They were quite familiar with each other already. There was nothing wrong with him being playful, was there really any need for her to be this affected by it?
From the day they met, he had mentioned an indirect kiss, but she hadn't taken it to heart then.
