The moonlight was hazy. When Zhou Yuwen turned toward Zheng Yanyan, he had no significant expression, just like how he had treated the instructor before, seemingly maintaining his composure at all times.
Precisely this demeanor attracted Zheng Yanyan differently.
Thinking back to how Zhou Yuwen had calmly stepped in front of her, Zheng Yanyan suddenly understood why Shen Yu and Su Qing liked Zhou Yuwen—he was indeed much more mature than other boys his age, being with him felt very safe, and importantly, he was also very wealthy.
If one were to talk about having a boyfriend in college,
Zhou Yuwen was indeed a good candidate.
So when Zhou Yuwen stood still and looked at Zheng Yanyan, she thought a lot and eventually said that sentence.
Then, before Zhou Yuwen could react, Zheng Yanyan tiptoed.
Her lips, slightly moist, gently pressed against Zhou Yuwen's cheek.
On the ground, their shadows overlapped each other.
Only after a while did the shadows separate.