"Hold me tight," he said to her.
Xu Chaomu then realized what he meant and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his chest.
When he picked her up, her silver-threaded shoes lifted from the ground scattered with red petals, causing a shower of petals to rain down.
The petals drifted from the ground onto her skirt, creating a beautiful arc.
The red petals adorned her black dress, making her look elegant and charming.
Shen Chi held her and walked to the podium, where there was a microphone. Xu Chaomu quickly buried her head in his chest. No way, was he going to say a few words?
Shen Chi didn't seem to mind at all, his face not even blushing or his heart skipping a beat.
