"Why do I always feel like Shen Mengyi is running away?"
Watching the panicked Shen Mengyi run towards the dorm, Lin Tian always felt something was amiss.
However, recalling their recent close encounter, Lin Tian's hand seemed to still retain a faint delicate fragrance.
When Lin Tian returned to the dorm, Guo Rong was eating, while Feng Jiabao and Lin Tao were playing on the computer.
"Lin Tian, why are you back so late? Oh yes, I just heard someone say you were passing notes with the beautiful president of the Broadcasting Club in the library. Look at you, coming up with new tricks for flirting, even using notes to express affection. Publicly displaying affection in the library, huh!"
Seeing Lin Tian return, Feng Jiabao immediately teased him a few sentences.
Lin Tian hadn't expected that the incident at the library had already been known by his roommates.
"What affection are we showing? The beautiful president approached me because she had something to discuss."
