Mo Jiaolan chuckled softly, letting him hold her and enjoying the warmth for a moment before she wriggled free and said, "Alright, I still have work to do."
"Hold on a bit longer!" Ling Feng began to act coquettishly.
"You!"
Mo Jiaolan felt sweet inside, but couldn't bear to just leave, so she hugged Ling Feng's neck: "If you like holding me so much, then I will just stick to you from now on, wherever you go, I'll follow!"
"Sure, I couldn't ask for more!" Ling Feng immediately responded.
"Really? Give me some time, I'll definitely do that!" Mo Jiaolan looked at him seriously.
"Ah, just like Yuhe, always talking about later!"
Ling Feng sighed, and slapped her bottom gently: "Alright, go attend to your work!"
Mo Jiaolan smiled and returned to her desk: "By the way, Yuhe seems free; if you're bored, you could go and see her!"
"Who said I'm bored, I just came to see you on the way, I have things to handle later!" Ling Feng said.
"Hmm."
