After dinner.
A group of people wandered around the night market, the bustling atmosphere and the scent of fireworks, even Chen Yang, who had traveled far and wide over the years, was experiencing for the first time.
Unmatched magnificence and noise.
After wandering around for a while, everyone had a great time. If Chen Yang hadn't suggested that it was getting late and they should head back, they would have had no intention of ending the night.
Still wanting more.
"Xiao Ying, let's walk you back to school," Chen Yang suggested.
Huang Ying was flattered and nodded her small head like a little chick pecking at rice, "Sure, thank you, Brother Shen Zhong."
"Then, shall we plan to visit the school again tomorrow?"
During dinner, they talked about the scenery of Lingjing City's Academy of Fine Arts and the plum blossoms about to bloom throughout the garden; Chen Yang laughed and said he must find time to visit.
