After Su Xingyue finished speaking, Xiaoxun put down the notebook in her hand and gently nodded her head, then revealed a smile to show that she understood.
Seeing Xiaoxun's smile, Su Xingyue felt an unexpected sourness in her heart.
Perhaps it was because Xiaoxun could not speak, so every movement made her feel a pang of heartache.
Especially the way she behaved so sensibly.
Xiaoxun's eyes were very sincere, untainted by any impurities.
It was exactly this look in her eyes that made Su Xingyue initially unable to resist agreeing to help her.
"Xuxu, it's time for us to go back," at that moment, Yan Cheng, who had been staring at Lan Xu for quite a while, finally couldn't help but speak up.
Hearing his voice, Lan Xu was stunned for a moment, then she let go of Su Xingyue's clothing.
Yan Cheng raised his hand, intending to take her hand.
But Lan Xu was startled for a second and subconsciously took a step back.
