"This..."
"What's wrong?"
"Erm..."
"You want to return the favor?"
"No, not at all!" Zhou Li awkwardly looked away.
"You're hemming and hawing..." Brother Nan looked at him with some disdain. Honestly, I'm so much more decisive! "Get up. Let's go, we're heading back!"
"Oh."
Zhou Li got up from the ground. His butt was already ice-cold.
The full moon had traveled from the horizon to directly overhead, still casting down its watery, silver moonlight, utterly cold. Brother Nan was still walking ahead, following the downhill path. Her pace always involuntarily quickened, forcing her to consciously control her own speed.
Zhou Li silently followed behind, holding his breath.
His heart was pounding fiercely now, his ears starting to burn, and it felt as if the veins behind them were also throbbing rhythmically. But just like with thievery, he lacked any relevant experience in matters of love. Due to his upbringing, his reactions were even a bit duller than the average person's.
