Ning Yuxi embraced Ye Chen, feeling the familiar scent emanating from his body. A touch of nostalgia flickered in her eyes as her frantic heart began to settle into tranquility like never before.
"Don't be so impulsive anymore, okay?"
Ning Yuxi leaned her head against Ye Chen's back and murmured softly, "I don't want you to get hurt because of me anymore."
Ye Chen's body shuddered, his fists clenched tightly before he helplessly let go.
He had always had indescribable feelings for Ning Yuxi, and he found it difficult to refuse her requests to her face.
"Teacher Ning, Uncle, can we not be so mushy right now? Be careful, or someone might catch us."
Qin Shiyao coughed twice, and with a mischievous smile, she watched the two embracing.
Only then did Ning Yuxi realize they were not alone and, with a start, quickly pushed Ye Chen away, her face flushing crimson.
Ye Chen glowered at Qin Shiyao and said irritably, "Yaoyao, give me the photo you just took."