Sally struggled for a moment, "At the academy entrance, please put me down quickly."
Zong Silu still held her tightly with no intention of letting go and teased with a sly chuckle, "Didn't you say your legs were weak!"
Old Zong looked at them with a smirky smile, showing no signs of impatience from the wait and seemed rather pleased to see their affectionate ties.
"Just carry her in, no problem." Old Zong said to Zong Silu.
Even though Sally had thick skin, she couldn't help but blush at these words, burying her face in Zong Silu's chest and complained with feigned annoyance, "It's all your fault!"
Zong Silu was utterly satisfied, "Hmm, my fault."
Afterward, he really did carry Sally into the academy, even into the exam room seat, which was a public declaration of his claim over her, practically throwing a handful of envy-inducing "dog food."
Sally was his, Zong Silu's female, and no one else was allowed to covet her.