Young Master Du, You're Really a Good Person

"No need, I can do it myself." Ye Muyu finally found an opportunity to retract her hand. Chu Heng had locked her fingers with his just now, and her palms were sweating.

Chu Heng did not care about her words at all. He carried her directly and got into the carriage.

Ye Muyu exclaimed.

She lowered her head and saw Chu Heng's smiling face.

He was usually quiet and cold. Although she was not afraid of him, she had never seen Chu Heng like this.

It had to be said that he looked very good like this.

Ye Muyu was stunned.

Chu Heng's eyes flashed with the light of success. His face was still calm. He asked in a low, restrained voice, " Are you satisfied with my appearance?"

"Pfft…Ahem." Ye Muyu saw the smile in his eyes and quickly hid her panic. She quickly withdrew her hand, bent down, and entered the carriage.

"When did you learn to joke?" A muffled voice came from inside.

"Aren't you going to school? Let's go."