After feeling everyone's eyes on her, Tutu, who was initially a bit stiff, suddenly became aware of her own faux pas—
She immediately sprang to her feet, her face showing an extremely anxious and embarrassed expression, her cheeks flushed in an instant as she paced back and forth, clearly very nervous.
So… it wasn't because she was proactive but because she was naturally slow on the uptake?
However, considering her reactions to the things she did before, it wasn't incomprehensible…
"Sit, sit over here."
Song Hang evidently hadn't completely recovered from the shock of Tutu's previous behavior. As he stood up, he gave up his seat entirely for Tutu, but Tutu also waved her hands in a gesture of refusal:
"No need, you sit… Just sit here, I like standing."
"I see your legs are shaking, um… it might be better not to stand?"
"No, no problem… This is an old issue of mine, there's nothing… nothing wrong…"
"Oh, oh, oh, I remember now, yeah… haha!"
These two…
