Li Yuntang naturally enjoyed the special treatment from everyone, his tall figure stopping in front of Yan Xiaye.
Lowering his eyes to gaze into her misty eyes, he personally placed the flower crown on her head. His voice carried the hoarseness unique to intense exercise, irresistibly sexy: "Sorry to have worried you."
Yan Xiaye raised her hand to touch the delicate petals. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her soft voice mixed with a hint of a barely noticeable choke: "No, as long as you're okay..."
"KISS! KISS! KISS!"
The intense cheers turned into sound waves, simultaneously engulfing the two who exchanged smiles.
Mia's big eyes rolled a bit, and she lightly bumped Yan Xiaye from behind, laughing as she watched her involuntarily fall into Li Yuntang's arms.
