"You... why didn't you leave?"
Liu Xin looked up and saw a figure standing in front of her.
It was none other than Chen Hao, who had just left!
Chen Hao, looking at Liu Xin with her red eyes, clearly having cried, said wordlessly, "If it hurts, just say so. Look, you even cried."
Liu Xin's face turned red, and she responded loudly, "I, I didn't cry because it hurts!"
"Oh."
Chen Hao just nodded and couldn't be bothered to find out why she was crying.
Then he turned around, squatted down, and offered his back to her, saying, "Come on up. I'm free anyway, I'll take you home."
Liu Xin hesitated for a moment, then softly agreed, and finally, with flushed cheeks, she lay on Chen Hao's back.
"Thank you," Liu Xin couldn't help but express her gratitude again.
Chen Hao did not reply.
When Liu Xin had just lain on his back, he felt a bit uncomfortable.
It was a man's thing.
Liu Xin's figure was very good, and her proportions quite striking.
