Lin Miao was backing off to see whether their coats had dried, but before she could separate, Yu Jingxuan lightly hugged her again. He lowered his head, gently connecting lips with her. Suddenly, all that was left in the room were their heartbeats.
He quickly left, saying, “I’ll go with you.”
Lin Miao’s entire hand was limp, her heart beating rapidly. Blushing, she responded, “Mhm.”