"Boom!"
Jiang Baobao seemed to hear her own forceful heartbeat.
She blinked her eyes, trying hard to calm the inexplicably restless emotions.
Then she heard the man's calm voice, devoid of any emotion, whisper, "Try to walk."
"Okay..."
Jiang Baobao subconsciously agreed and took a step forward.
Li Beijue followed her movements and took a step as well.
The pink balloon lightly floated down between the two and landed on the ground.
Jiang Baobao: "..."
She just knew it!
How could she and Li Beijue possibly have any tacit understanding!
Li Beijue frowned, bent down, and picked up the balloon.
Jiang Baobao couldn't help but worry and said, "Are you sure we can really win the championship like this?"
She was somewhat afraid that Yanbao would be disappointed if they didn't win the prize.
"We could give it a try," Li Beijue remained as unflappable as ever.
With that, he took Jiang Baobao's hand again, placing the balloon between them.
