Duan Yixin looked at her silly Shi Xiong, who was talking with the wall and laughing alone. She chuckled and nodded at Xuan Ruiquan, "All right. Be careful on your way home."
Seeing her smile, Xuan Ruiquan's heart fluttered. It feels ticklish and sweet. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Xie Yanghui, and saw him talking to Zhan Wenmin. A second later, he quickly lowered his head and kissed Duan Yixin when no one was looking.
"You—" Duan Yixin blushed and glared at him. She pushed him away gently and shyly looked away. "Go back quickly."
Looking at her rosy little face, Xuan Ruiquan had the urge to speed up preparations for their wedding. It would be better if they could get married next week. If he had to delay for too long, he might commit a crime and steal the bride in front of her father.
