Huo Yichen originally thought that studying was boring and even bitter.
However, the note that Murong Qiao handed over was like a sweet torture.
He really wanted to kiss Murong Qiao, but this was the self-study room, so he had no choice but to hold her hand instead.
"Focus." Huo Yichen was helpless.
He squeezed Murong Qiao's weak and boneless hand and Murong Qiao regarded this action as a warning.
Murong Qiao wanted to be mischievous again, but she heard her cell phone vibrate.
"Where are you now?" It was a message from Murong Chuan.
Murong Qiao's heart skipped a beat when she saw the message. She wanted to say that she was in the dormitory, but she was afraid that Murong Chuan would take the initiative to look for her, so she raised her cell phone and took a photo of herself.
"[Picture] I'm studying in the library." She sent the photo over.
