After dinner, Leng Xuan sat in the living room to rest for a while. Once Zhao Xiaoqing cleaned up the dishes and came out of the kitchen, he stood up and said, "It's getting late, so I'm heading back to school."
"Leaving just like that?" Zhao Xiaoqing chuckled with a grin and opened her arms, saying, "Dear, how about a hug then?"
Leng Xuan couldn't quite define his feelings towards Zhao Xiaoqing—he only sensed a warm and cozy atmosphere around her. Seeing her ask for a hug, despite a bit of embarrassment, he still walked over and took the girl into his arms.
Zhao Xiaoqing wrapped her arms around Leng Xuan's waist and lifted her head within his embrace. Her beautiful eyes shifted, a hint of charm appearing on her blushing, enchanting face. In a soft, tender voice, she said, "Dear, I want..."
