After Mo Beichen finished speaking, he clearly saw there was an empty seat nearby, but he chose to sit next to Gu Qian on a stone bench, gently petting the little furball now and then.
The little furball hummed softly, seemingly enjoying the comfort.
Seeing him sitting awkwardly on the edge, Gu Qian subconsciously moved aside a bit, giving him more room, and Mo Beichen instinctively moved closer, wanting to be nearer to her.
However, the closer he got, the more Gu Qian gave way, until she accidentally nearly sat on the ground, almost throwing the furball out of her arms in shock.
Fortunately, a large hand reached out in time to catch her waist and pull her back, bringing both her and the dog onto his lap, and he said with lingering fear, "Be careful!"
