Lu Hualiang paused in his steps, his gaze deepening, wanting to hold her head and kiss her fiercely.
However, here it was a public setting, not convenient.
Xia Weibao felt a bit embarrassed under his intense gaze, her face turning red.
She put on her sunglasses again, hiding the fact that she was blushing.
Lu Hualiang rubbed her red ears gently and chuckled.
Xia Weibao's face got even hotter.
She picked up the bottle of water, about to open it, when she saw a couple walking past.
The girl stuffed a bottle of water into the boy's hand and coyly said, "I can't open it, please help me~."
The boy considerately took the bottle, opened it, and handed it back.
The girl beamed sweetly, and the boy ruffled her hair.
Xia Weibao suddenly recalled what Xu Jiayang had said, that men like delicate girls who need protection; they feel accomplished with such girls.
Reflecting on herself, she seemed far from being that delicate.
