Why can you be tender as water with others, but when facing him, you always have to be like a hedgehog, bristling with spines?
"Zhenzhen, are you leaving so soon?" Su Ge was obviously reluctant to part, but seeing Mo Xingyuan's sour expression, she didn't dare to keep Zhenzhen any longer, "Then let me walk you out."
"Mm." Mu Zhenzhen smiled at her.
Mo Xingyuan found that smile particularly dazzling, so irritating that it made him uncomfortable all over; he turned and walked ahead first.
Su Ge, arm in arm with Mu Zhenzhen, followed behind. On the way, after hesitation, Su Ge couldn't help but say, "Zhenzhen, there's something I want to tell you."
"What is it? I rarely see you beat around the bush like this," Mu Zhenzhen teased on purpose.
