This response seemed intriguingly thought-provoking.
After the rain, the air was humid, the breath filled with the smell of fresh green grass.
The two walked side by side.
One tall, one short.
Jiang Ruan was not short. At 1.7 meters, she was considered tall among women, but standing next to Fu Chi, she only reached his earlobes.
There was a mysteriously harmonious aspect to their height difference.
This height difference seemed to be perfect for kissing.
A naughty thought crossed her mind, and she playfully licked her lips, chuckling to herself.
Their pace was slow. They chatted occasionally about random matters before falling back into silence.
This atmosphere strangely comforted her.
"Doctor Fu."
Suddenly, a soft feminine voice came from ahead.
Jiang Ruan narrowed her eyes and looked in that direction.
A man and a woman were walking towards them.
The man was dressed in casual black sportswear, one hand in his pocket, his pace leisurely.
