Lin Yuelan wanted to bite off her own tongue. Did she just give Jiang Zhennan permission to hold her hands? Thankfully, Jiang Zhennan wasn't a slick man. He didn't say things like, "Then, we should always hold hands from now on. After all, we're friends."
Jiang Zhennan took back his mask.
Then, under the bright silver moonlight, the large and small shadow headed in the direction of home.
When Jiang Zhennan and Lin Yuelan returned home together, Guo Bing, little three, little six, and little twelve clicked their tongues twice. Then, they did nothing as if they were already used to seeing this. However, this was only their second time meeting Miss Lin. Their boss had been sucked in deeply already.
Lin Yuelan glanced at the withered grass in the courtyard. She frowned slightly but soon let go.
Tonight, they could only make do with it. They had to make a trip to town the next day.
