In the still of the night, Yin Hu nestled in Wang Hao's embrace, like a delicate little lady.
...
Seeing Wang Hao's hand become restless again, Yin Hu pinched him hard and pretended to be angry, "Stop it, so many people are watching!"
Wang Hao curled his lip and reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Just then, Yin Hu seemed to remember something, looked up at Wang Hao again, and with wide eyes asked, "Wang Hao, are you also going to participate in the special forces contest this time?"
Wang Hao nodded and said, "Yeah, I am. Why, are you going to participate too?"
Yin Hu blinked and said, "I don't know yet, probably will!"
After that, a complex ripple danced in her clear eyes. She opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not speak.
When Wang Hao saw her hesitating to speak, he casually asked, "What's the matter? Is something bothering you?"
Gathering her thoughts, Yin Hu spoke, "Wang Hao, I heard that Dongfang Wuheng is also going to join this special forces contest!"
