"Ah! You're so bad!" She playfully slapped him, completely forgetting their surroundings.
Mu Xiangwan, in a tender yellow dress, was charmingly innocent with a slender figure. Su Chaoyang, in his dignified, neat military uniform, was tall and spirited. Standing together in the hallway, they turned heads of the passing guests. Clearly, this handsome man and beautiful woman were a stunning combination.
Having not seen each other for so long, both of them missed each other deeply, but the public setting was far from ideal for them.
The two of them gazed at each other stupidly, their lovesick gazes almost inseparable. Su Chaoyang, looking at the cute oval face he had been yearning for day and night, containing a smile at the corner of her mouth and in her eyes, suddenly took her hand and hurriedly walked away.
"Ah-- Su Chaoyang, what are you doing?" asked Mu Xiangwan, hand in his hand, trotting after him.
