However, when Xu Xiangyang heard such a remark, based on his understanding of this girl, another thought quickly emerged in his mind:
—Could it be that Lin Xingjie wants to play herself...?
...
Despite being repeatedly hinted at with meaningful glances, Xu Xiangyang still couldn't bring himself to step forward.
Looking at the little kids cheering jubilantly in the sea of soft balls, climbing all over between the stairs, and considering the attentive gazes of the surrounding adults, it was truly intimidating.
The three of them, in their verdant high school years, if they really slipped into these child play structures which weren't even suited to their heights, they might attract a host of curious stares.
With this in mind, he just couldn't move his feet,
Lin Xingjie took a deep breath, grabbed Zhu Qingyue's arm with her left hand and Xu Xiangyang's arm with her right, and pulled her two unresponsive friends forward, heading straight to the entrance.
